tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265190854234155394.post3543602728088654852..comments2022-05-24T13:15:45.879-04:00Comments on The Cupcake Club: I kept the swearing to a minimum.Roryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08335645393059722684noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265190854234155394.post-19797942594830454212008-09-04T21:54:00.000-04:002008-09-04T21:54:00.000-04:00After reading this post, and the above post, I'm r...After reading this post, and the above post, I'm really wishing that we'd used that cow castrator thingamajiggy when we had the chance. I'll be the fourth to give you the advice in this post. Please, please, please call his C.O. Especially now that he's knocked her up, you should be able to get someone's attention. He should have to face consequences for what he has done. I recommend using the Navy lawyer (they'll garnish his wages to pay for it) and take him for every penny he'll ever make. Or at least get a reasonable alimony. No more Ms. nice gal. You shouldn't even have to ask for any of that stuff. If you talk to his C.O., they will be throwing a fair settlement at you, and it is probably much better than anything he has offered you. I wish you were closer so that I could give you a big hug. I guess I'll have to settle for a virtual one. *hugs*Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07823554307430234757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265190854234155394.post-10987271554089250792008-09-02T08:32:00.000-04:002008-09-02T08:32:00.000-04:00And I third that opinion. Call and nicely explain...And I third that opinion. Call and nicely explain that he has requested a divorce and since you realize the relationship cannot be saved (understatement of the century) all you need is to be able to get home quickly so everyone can move on with their lives. You start off really nice and if that doesn't work, shift into Jenni mode!Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11666914797001262058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265190854234155394.post-80365682963982033262008-09-01T19:45:00.000-04:002008-09-01T19:45:00.000-04:00i know what you mean kinda. i've felt like that of...i know what you mean kinda. i've felt like that off and on. i agree with mom though, call and raise some hell to get things moving. if you can be obnoxious ebough, i'm sure they'll hit the point where they can't wait to be rid of you.<BR/><BR/>which is good for us since we can't wait to be near you again. *loff*nekokoihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01289355473800782265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265190854234155394.post-91534753756605764702008-09-01T10:44:00.000-04:002008-09-01T10:44:00.000-04:00Leaving my religious beliefs out of it, and going ...Leaving my religious beliefs out of it, and going strictly by science: alcohol is a downer. So if you had two, you would be approximately twice as bummed as if you had had one. A bunch of what you're experiencing right now is purely and simply physiological, in response to the toxicity of alcohol. The bummer music doesn't help. Wish I could hand over my cassette of John Philip Sousa marches (grin).<BR/><BR/>When your head is entirely clear tomorrow, call his CO. And don't stop calling until you get somebody who can do something. The squeaky wheel gets the grease, or in this case, the divorce.<BR/><BR/>He's got no incentive to follow through on the paperwork. You're out of sight and therefore out of mind. He is living in married-man housing with his bimba. (My tax dollars are paying for that.)<BR/><BR/>Can you get Radio Disney where you are? I guarantee you, a little Weird Al and Mickey Mouse would perk you up again!<BR/><BR/>Love, Mom<BR/>Who is handing you another virtual chocolate muffin, and a handful of PMS brownies as well.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07712412874073377368noreply@blogger.com