I am, at this very moment, at The Fitness Nazi's house in Oklahoma City. We are about to go to Lowe's for a gift card for my ex husband (from my son, not me), and then go find a place to eat some lunch.
I have already this morning greatly pissed off the ex husband, when he informed my mother that he was taking my brother to a hockey game tomorrow night, his one and only night in town. I told him no way, that I have seen my brother for 10 minutes in the past year and he's NOT removing him to a hockey game on our one and only night to see each other. The ex husband stormed out of the house. Bastard.
Anyway, Christmas with the family (and ex family). There are always issues, aren't there.