So, today was the day. My brother’s soon to be ex-wife was supposed to return a bunch of shit she had previously stolen, and was to pick up:

1) Her bike.
2) Her wedding dress.

Wtf? Why does this chicky want the wedding dress? The marriage didn’t mean a damn thing, why keep the dress? This chick is a fucking monkey, though I should proly try to stay on her good side, as she will one day soon be a millionaire. She’s been on the 2 year plan to the multi-millionaire club with Market America .. er .. wait .. maybe that’s not it. Anyhow, she’s been on the two year plan to wealth since the mid 90s. Apparantly ‘two year’ is misleading.

She had stated that she didn’t want my brother there at his house when she came by to swap the stuff. She was apparently high when she thought that he was going to leave her a ke so she could finish the job. It was decided that I’d stand watch. So I did. She was quite thrilled to see me, but we got it over quickly enough. As much of a ‘warrior’ or ‘wizard’ she thinks she is, she has no fucking common sense and no sense of honor. Period.

What goes around comes around.

As we were finishing up the unloading, it really started to snow hard. I made it home and had my older son help me shovel the drive way. Was good time and I hope he remember it. I hope he remembers this shit. Damn.

I love my boys, I hope I do right by them.