You are here

oneoffour's Blog

Thank you. You are helping

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Sat, 08/01/2015 - 6:38am

Yes you. You are helping in ways you do not know.
I have a friend who is a high flying stepmom. Her husbands children seem nice but BM is something else. She still lives in the same small town and is so jealous of her exs successful lifestyle. She has her hand out for money all the time.

My friend is at her wits end how to manage it. So using the ideas and concepts I have picked up here I am able to guide her how to disengage first from the BM (who pulls every guilt trip under the sun) and if necessary from the kids demands.

Sad Day in My City

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Wed, 05/20/2015 - 6:06pm

A police officer was shot and died. What surprised me was the Police chief mentioned she was a stepmother including the first names of her stepchildren and their ages. She was a new mother who was to collect her baby from the NICU unit in a local hospital tomorrow.
RIP Officer Kerrie Orozco

O/T The great thing

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Sat, 04/18/2015 - 5:20pm

This is off topic but the next time someone complains about Facebook and how people stalk others and your stepdaughter posts a stupid remark... remember this true story...

On FB I belong to a group of people from my home country. I think there are about $200+ of us. Today one of our members lost her son by his own hand. She has to fly back and tend to family stuff with money she doesn't have.

My ex is an arse

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Wed, 12/03/2014 - 9:57pm

Our youngest son saw 3 yrs in the US Army as a legal resident of the USA. He is putting himself through college now and never asks us for anything. DH and I are so proud of him.

He has a project for school and wants to use Lego. He wants to buy a specific set and do time lapse photography and an explanation on how this involves 2 passions... engineering and Lego (hey it beats beer and girls!)

Now who does this describe?

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Wed, 10/01/2014 - 8:14pm

Moral monsters. They're greedy, demanding, violent, selfish, impulsive and utterly remorseless. They fight constantly with their playmates and siblings but scream in pain and indignation if they are attacked in return. They expect to be adored but never disciplined, rewarded but never penalized, cared for and served by parents and family without caring or serving reciprocally.... from Time magazine Oct 1st 2014.

Dear Stepdown,

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Thu, 07/10/2014 - 5:55pm

How is your Emancipation Day aka moving day going?
We hope it is all going well and you will be happily ensconced in your own clean, quiet space tonight.
I am having a glass of wine (or two) in your honour.

Love from all your cyber-clan

Check in

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Wed, 06/04/2014 - 7:18pm

So horrible stormy weather here yesterday and we got 3 phone calls to check in and see if we were OK. My son, my daughter and my MIL in IL. My son called 2x to make sure after round 2 went through. And ssons? DH texted them to see if THEY were OK. They were. Not a word about OUR welfare. Their logic is 'if you are contacting me you must be OK'.

How can you raise such self absorbed people? Or maybe BMs gene are showing. You don't care whether your father is alive and OK?

Part 2 of Grrr.. Go Home! It gets better....

oneoffour's picture

Submitted by oneoffour on Sat, 04/19/2014 - 9:13am

So YSS stayed for dinner, had 2 lemon shandy beers & chatted with DH for a couple of hours and went home. He then went out to see a friend and got stopped by the police on the way home. He made an illegal lane change. Now I suspect they picked him up because 1) illegal lane change 2)hadn't put his plates back on his car he got back from the dealer (like his father told him to)so driving with no plates 3) didn't put the proof of insurance & registration back in the car (like his father told him to) and 4) admitted to drinking earlier in the evening.

Pages