When he called this evening (they each call Erik when he's not at their house, to say good-night), Di asked him what plans were for Erik's birthday. She was figuring on having it somewhere neutral (Chuck E, Cheese's, or something), so everyone could attend and there would be no weirdness. Smart, right? Well, no, apparently, MotherFucker (Ex's Mom) went ahead and bought everything for his party, to have at her house...of course, she didn't bother letting Di KNOW this, just went ahead and did it. No consideration, nothing. Well, we figured, at least we didn't have to put any money out, so OK. I didn't like the precedent this was furthering (she does enough shit without checking with the boy's mother, and it pisses me off), but whatever. Di told him that, of course, I would be there, and he said he knew that, and that was fine (it damn well better be, jackass). Over and done with, move on.
10, maybe 15 minutes later, he calls back, and says that he thinks maybe we should just have separate parties. Di was so pissed off, she hung up on him, so no word yet as to why, exactly. I'm willing to bet MotherFucker had something to do with that, when discovering that we would be there (she has said more than once that she doesn't like me, and who can blame her? I stole her son's wife and I've openly told her she was full of shit). Either way, it's just another example of the fact that this asshole cannot grow up and act like an adult. It's his son's birthday, can he put shit aside and let the boy have his day with his family and friends around? No, he has to make it another issue, and shut us out of it. And, Goddess only knows what they'll tell him as to why we aren't there...but I'm not worried about that, because I'm making sure he knows the truth.
I hate them...I hate them with a passion that borders on obsession. I want them dead so bad, my dick is hard.