Happy Fucking Thanksgiving

Actually not a horrible day. I was unsure what we were going to be doing for Thanksgiving. I thought the wife was going to be going to her friends house. Instead we all went to my mothers house. After that the wife was taking the kids to her friends house for a second meal.

We started Thanksgiving as usual. At around 10 I told the wife and kids we gotta get moving or we are going to be late. We needed to be there by noon. I was told to shut up. I do not know what I am talking about. Soooo... around 1:00 we leave. The wife has to go to her friends house to drop off the Turkey so we took separate cars.

Thanksgiving was normal. Briefly talked to Mom. Ate lots of food. Watched football. My sister was well behaved today. I guess her meds were working? So we had a nice meal. The wife and daughter showed up later and the kids immediately started fighting. The wife had to leave around 4:15 to get to her friends house. She left the boy with me with strict instructions to bring him over by 5:00.

The boy had expressed a desire NOT to go to the wife's friends house. My daughter is friends with her daughter so she wanted to go, but the boy would be bored. I figured also that the kids would fight all night and the wife would freak out. So I decided to screw the wife over and not bring the kid.

She called around 6:00 and asked where the boy was. I said I was not bringing him. He does not want to go. She says I am undermining her authoritah. Blah Blah Blah. Hope the kid appreciates the shit I am going to take for him.

The wife comes home around 10ish and gives us both the silent treatment. If I knew I could get her to shutup that easily I think I would have done it earlier. The boy and I enjoyed watching the football games so it was doubly good.

I keep asking the boy which parent he would like to live with every couple months. I want to get a feeling for what he wants. He has been noncommittal about it.  I asked him again yesterday while his mom was out and he chose her. It was kind of surprising to me. I am kind of sad about this. I can kind of understand it though. I got a lot of making up to do.