Friday

Nabal has really been in rare form this week. Our girl had a function that is usually mandatory for parents and they are proud and pleased to attend. Nabal told our boy, "Well, I have to be there. Don't I?" He got there and complained about everything! The event was held in the gym (unairconditioned) He wanted to know why a rich school didn't put air in. The school is private, and it is specialized. Some of his ignorant friends said it was a ritzy school and he believed them. They do have wealthy students, but for the most part they are children of construction workers like us, farmers, and just people who scrape together the money to give their children with learning disabilities a better chance in life. They have scholarships for some, and have been known to float kids so they can finish and not have to leave. He complained that he could not hear, understand or just about anything. He asked if he had to stay for the whole thing. Fortunately our girl was dead last. So, yes. He knew I had school and we were cutting it close. Yet he immediately said that he had 2 of his guys working and had to leave. Long story short, by the time we got home he was sitting in his truck with his trusty beer. He took pictures with his phone and our boy told me a lot were of himself... I went to school, Nabal went to church. I got home, and he got home- with a beer.

Fast forward our girl's birthday is also this week. Nabal had the nerve to say that I did not 'want' to take off school for her birthday. I took the kids out during the day and when we got home around 4:30 in the afternoon, he was already drunk. He was going on about how he wanted to invite a bunch of his friends and told our boy to invite Mexican boys he knows and they were going to have a party for our 14 year old girl. There was only one of her friends over. Responsible? Nah! Then he tells me that the next year he was throwing and all out party and he didn't want me in his way. I told him fine... he continued to argue with himself until I pointed out that I was not arguing with him. He over and over implied that if I really cared, I'd skip school. Really he'd like me to skip school so he has a dig when he needs one.

So, I get home and no one is there. I start calling finally he texts me saying they are at the fair. He took them in the church van after sitting in his truck for over an hour drinking. He drank all the way there and slammed the last one just before he entered the fair. Why the heck my teens got into a car with him knowing he was drunk I will have to revisit with them! Our boy said he has a stash of beer hidden in the church van. When he came in the door he looked at me with utter revulsion and muttered something about my going to school... The kids said he texted the entire time, and was obviously hiding it from them. He passed out with a beer bottle clutched in his hand sitting up in bed. Yeah, I got pics, with his camera on his new phone. Sent them to my email. Glad he got a new phone! Evidently while he was entering the fair and finding a parking space he acted like a pure D ass! He was harassing the attendants, cursing at them in Spanish and honking the horn. He soooo lives to be the center of attention. Then he got stuck in the mud... and the attendants had to push him out. The kids said they were very nice and gave them a space where they would not get stuck again. The kids thanked the people and apologized for his behavior... He did try one of the rides and almost threw up on the kids. Lovely...

Last night after he passed out all the weird things that had started to wind down all started up again.

I start practicals next week. Lord help us hold out until I can get on my feet enough.

Oh, last night he says he wants to go to the beach, and have another party there. And invite people we meet on the beach to come dance and celebrate the child's birthday?..?..? And he wants to have the party next year in Texas, AND rent a van to take his friends from here! He mentioned that he wanted to hold it at the home of our sister-in-law. The one who's husband had and affair with her brother's wife who lived next door. His brother who when he left her and their son caused the lady to have to go on assistance while she went to school because he spent all his money on a plethora of women. Yeah, she's just waiting to have ongoing contact with his family and, oh, no consideration as to whether she has the time for a big 'quience' bash. He had the nerve to tell me that I could do whatever I wanted this year because next year was his year. Now, this man has never lifted a finger to plan, help with, and many times attend any birthday party or outing of our children. I really wonder what he tells himself...

He's off to church to teach... He was studying this afternoon. I asked what he was up to and he replied that he was really trying to study, As he had not had a chance to yesterday or the pervious day... And he didn't feel good! Just stared... what else could a sane person do?