Ok. This is going to be vile, offensive and full of truth. As previously mentioned, you have been warned that this may be offensive and if you are easily offended, do not read it. If you are easily offended and chose to read it anyway, well whose fault is that? This is definitely not the fruit of the Forbidden Tree and there is totally no talking snake, so your actions are your own and don't whine when you read something that hurts your feelers or makes you feel filthy inside. This is how I feel right now. Evil, wicked and vile. I really need an outlet and since I seem to lack friends because I am a horrible woman for not lactating everytime I hear a baby fart or get over-freakin-joyed at a toddler cry. Again you have been warned...

SD has pretty much hit the HEIGHT of disgusting. A seven year old who still shits her pants and talks like she's 3....Gee how TERRIFIC. Not to mention she constantly smells like mildew, her clothes are always dirty, SHE is always dirty. God forbid you ask the child to take a bath. She'll scream and bawl and then shit in the tub. Yep. She's 7. Can't wait until she shits her pants in school when she's older. If the humiliation doesn't make her stop....Then nothing will. I made brownies this past weekend because I was hardcore PMS craving them. What does she do when she comes over? Digs her nasty-ass hands in and eats like she's freakin' Crissy the Caveman. Yes she has been tested for any internal issues causing her poop fascination. There's nothing wrong with her, and her therapist thinks she does it for attention and the gross factor that comes with it.

Ohhh DH...If I could chuck a stapler at your head and knock some sense into you, you can guarantee I would. You stupid, stupid fool. There are times I'm not sure why in the seven hells I ended up marrying you. Your ex-vagina and mini-b!tch drive me I-N-S-A-N-E! If there was a time machine, I'd go back in time and make sure you stayed fat through highschool so BM totally wouldn't have got with you. And even if she did get with you when you were fat, I'd totally make sure you two were NEVER left alone and would have made sure that marriage and conception NEVER HAPPENED. If you'd have learned after you and BM's first split up, you know the one where she slept with 12 MEN IN 2 WEEKS, then there wouldn't be this little issue...named SD. And hell, who knows if the snot is even YOURS?! She was concieved in the time frame of the 12 men. Thank heavens I made you get tested before doing ANYTHING with you. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE DH more than any other man in the world. He just lacks the adventure I crave and the fact that his demonic doll-face is always around doesn't make life any more 'adventurous', rather just torturous. DH used to be fun and adventurous. Back before we were married and before SD unleashed her inner Damien...

One woman can only take so much. It seems when I look at stepfamilies or whatever you want to call them, it is everyone against the stepmom. BM vs SM. SD/SS vs. SM. DH vs SM. Why in the hell can we not get a damn break? I'm sick of ExVag thinking she has any say in anything we do in our house, I am sick of stepass thinking she can come in and do whatever the hell she wants to who and what she wants, and I am sick of DH not giving a bird shit about any of it!!!!!!!

GROW SOME DAMN JUEVOS DH! It's like it gets a little bit better and we are moving forward then freakin JUMANJI and we move back 5 spaces. Regardless of whether it is our house (before stepdom), our clothes, our things....Not a shit is given because we are the SM. Since we have a magical vagina with magical vagina powers, we are supposed to love every smiling, gooey little brat that comes our way. We get shafted, and we have to admit it. Most of our DH's would much rather make their children 100% happy, doing WHATEVER it takes, while if we ask for a simple hug or warm fart on a cold night in bed, we get NOTHING.

If you think about it, marrying a man with kids and an ExVag, is much like polygamy. Because no matter WHAT you do there will always be that OTHER woman getting your DH's money, time, ear and words. I don't care if she was there FIRST, obviously she was a MISTAKE or he'd still be there. Where the hell is the white out for life?

It is just one of those days....Ya know the one where you want to crawl into a hole, bury yourself and frame BM?