Xmas Sigh ©

Well, how was Christmas?
Are you happy?
Did Santa bring you what you wanted?
Did you get fucked, sucked or licked?
Did your SIL and EX get into an argument because the SIL wants you to date her sister and the EX wants you to date her sister?
That’s what happens when you get one to many fake blonds in a room.

Dinner was great, the food was fantastic and the kids loved all the gifts.
After dinner the kids, including the biggest kid, my brother ran upstairs to play the P3 on the huge plasma screen in the spare room while I was stuck in the dinning room with the EX and the SIL.

Every time the EX went into the kitchen my SIL would make these circles with her finger next to her temple indicating the EX was nuts.
When the SIL was in the kitchen the EX would tell me the SIL was nuts.
I think they’re both nuts.

I was talking to my youngest daughter the other day and she told me that her mother was getting weird.
I told her it was probably the season.
My EX is no and never was a brain surgeon in fact she was a simple woman who knew absolutely nothing because her parents kept her and her sisters practically locked up most of their lives so their social skills were what they were shown at home by two very old fashion strict Russian immigrants for parents.
They lived 20 miles from anyone or anything on top of a fucken mountain and I kid you not.
My EX up until she was seventeen, she knew absolutely nothing.
Then she met me.

I was no picnic.
At sixteen I ran most of the gambling in high school and had a lucrative liquor store I was running out of a dozen or so lockers scattered throughout the school.
When I wasn’t in class, I was at one of the roaming poker games and after school if I wasn’t with the basketball team for a game or practice I was at work with my mother.
From 8 pm and on, on weekdays and all weekend I did pretty much what I wanted and my parents didn’t say much.
That’s when I usually got into trouble like meeting my EX.

Long story short for the next seventeen years she learned her social skills from me, which isn’t a good thing because of the crowd I hung out with most of the time but back then she had some fucken backbone to make up for what she lacked between the ears.

There was one time when I was walking out of the A&W with the EX when I see this guy slapping the piss out of his GF in the parking lot.
I told the guy to stop it and he told me to mind my own business, so I up and walked over then punched him in the face then stepped in and we went at it until I had him on the ground on his back with my knee to his chest trying to see how many punches it would take for me to break his nose, about five.

When the guys saw he was almost unconscious they jumped on me and pulled me off of him so as not to kill the fucker, who by the way I still hate with a passion and he runs when he sees me.
I didn’t put up much of a resistance until he got up and punched the EX in the head, then I went nuts.

The guy took off for his car with that idiot GF running behind him, begging him for forgiveness.
I managed to get away from the boys and got to my car, which was parked in front of the A&W and just got my baseball bat out as he rounded the corner to pass my car and I smashed the driver’s side of the windshield but that didn’t stop him and he got away.

I almost killed Mike and the others for not letting me go and finish the SOB off.
When everything had settled down and we were home and talking about the night, I was still furious about the guy smacking the EX and Mike told me that the EX still had the better of him even if she did get punched in the mouth.
It seems while I had the guy on the ground she was standing behind me kicking him in the balls over and over and over……..with those big heavy platform boots women used to wear back then.
That may explain why his kids looked bruised the last time I saw them.

She wasn’t like that before she met me.
That she got while hanging around me, she used to rather look away and run instead of stepping up and dishing out some whoop ass.

The whole time she was with me she almost never worked.
I think all combined she worked six months in the seventeen years we were together.
She just rather stay at home or go out with her friends and party, which is probably my fault for supplying her with the money.
I think going to work would have educated her some more with her social skills but I didn’t care back then, I was making more than I could spend so she didn’t have to go to work even though I still did.
When she was drunk, fuck, she was down right dangerous if she ran out before she passed out.

That was her ten years ago, today…..she is acting like a sixteen year old.
She talks in this giddy fake voice most of the time and her main subject all the time is money or the lack of it.
She likes bringing it up to my parents all the time and it’s beginning to bug me.
I know she gets more than enough money and we have just spent four thousand on them this past month, including a thousand cash.
Yet, after I took them shopping yesterday and bought them all coats and she saw they cost almost $500, she said she wanted money while I was driving her home.

“Sigh”

The SIL is jealous.
When she heard my Ex was going to be at Christmas dinner she took a hissy fit and announced she was leaving town for Xmas and going to her mother’s.

We all wished her a safe trip. LOL

The SIL and my Ex have been phoning each other daily and exchanging BS and in the evening the SIL calls me to tell me the dirt.
Like the nasty things the EX says about me.
I tell the SIL I don’t want to know and I don’t really care what she says any more.
She persists until I hang the phone up on her.
Personally I have had enough BS in my life and until I am forced to defend myself, I don’t care what people say about me.

As Christmas approached she again decided she would stay here and in fact had a Christmas party on the 24th and invited my EX and the kids.
I had a poker game and didn’t go even though it was next door.

The next day at Christmas dinner at my parents place I ended up being seated in my usual spot but I had the SIL to my immediate left and my EX on my immediate right.
Does anyone know if there was a full moon on Christmas Day?

One of the topics of conversation was that the Ex’s sister has always had a crush on me and thinks I should date her.
The SIL says there her sister has a crush on me and wants to have my baby.

I want salad, not more nuts.

This went on for about another 3 hours before my brother drove the Ex and my kids home but leaving me stuck at home with my SIL until he returned.
The SIL told me that the EX told her I took my youngest daughter to the movies without telling her about it and she was worried.

I took my daughter to see “I am legend”, not bad, not great.
I told her to ask her mother if she could go first and she said she did and she said it was ok so yesterday I asked my EX at the mall if my daughter had asked her if she could go with me and she said yes and I could take her any time.

So, who the fuck is lying?

This is what I have had to put up with all these years and still am.

“Sigh”

Christmas was great!!!!
I got to spend it with my daughters.

I hope you all had a great Christmas too.

Have a nice day

Walker