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Cheater, Cheater. . .Where’d you meet her?

“You know her, she’s my biographer.”  

Way to go General.  I think you’re a very intelligent man, but you were obviously thinking with the “Little Colonel” when it came to this decision.  Had to go and pick some bitch who started sending nasty emails to some other chick who she thought might be trying to edge in on her territory.  Oh, but wait!  There was another General taking care of that business already.  This whole thing comes off looking like a damn soap opera.  I do have to give kudos to Petraeus for just coming clean.  Hell, even Bill Clinton didn’t have the balls to do that!  I have always said I would have more respect for Bill if he would have just fessed up and told everyone he did the nasty with Monica.  Instead, he denied it, we had to hear about the stain on the dress, and on and on, ad nauseum until I couldn’t hardly take it anymore.

The topic of cheating is just so ripe for discussion.  If you read my blog on a regular basis, you know I have been cheated on.  I was cheated on by my ex-husband with one of my ex-best friends of almost 20 years, and I have been cheated on by my last two boyfriends also.  Sometimes I wonder if there’s something about me that just makes guys want to cheat on me.  Oh, bullshit!  I know there isn’t, but it does seem awful strange doesn’t it??

Here’s the deal, and many of you might not agree with this, but I don’t think wives are always just victims in this whole thing.  Yes, I do think there are men out there who are truly, just low-down, dirty, lying, sack-of-shit guys who only want to have their cake and fuck it too, but I think those guys are few and far between. I think in general, people do not set out to cheat.  I think the field has to be fertile in order for it to occur.  The conditions have to be just right.

Soon after my divorce, I figured out I had contributed to my ex-husband’s affair.  Did I tell him to do it?  Ummm. . .no, but I certainly didn’t do anything to prevent it from happening.  Our relationship was shit.  Our communication skills were almost non-existent at that point, our sex life was in the toilet, we didn’t even enjoy each other’s company, and could barely manage to be civil to each other at that point.  In fact, I’m not even sure why we were still married, except that we were both stubborn and didn’t want to admit to ourselves, or each other, that it wasn’t working.

Enter the “best friend”.  Here’s my shoulder, cry on it, tell me what a bitch she is, I’ll be so fucking understanding and tell you how wonderful you are.  Let me rub your penis for you.  Okay, so maybe not that last part, but you know that sex was part of it.  Basically, she was giving him something at that point that I couldn’t give him.  Trust me, it wasn’t intelligent conversation, because she doesn’t have much of it, but I’m guessing whatever it was, it gave him a big ‘ol ego boost.  So then it moved on to him thinking he needed to get rid of me–pregnant with his first child me–and marry her.  So he did.  I forgave him at some point, after I stopped being fucking furious with him for being a dumbass douche bag, but I still haven’t forgiven her.  I will never forgive her.  Do I hate her?  No, because she is not worth that emotion.  I am apathetic towards her–which contains the word pathetic, which I believe she is.  You don’t fuck over your friends.

I think I might have strayed from my point though.  I was watching Oprah one day about six months after my divorce was final, and the topic was infidelity.  She said something that continues to resonate with me to this day.  She said, “If the door isn’t open, no one is able to walk through it.”  Meaning, if you have a strong relationship, if your relationship with your spouse is good and healthy and functioning, neither one of you is interested in fucking that up, so no one else can come between you and your spouse/partner.  Why the fuck didn’t I think of that?  It makes perfect sense when you think about it that way doesn’t it?  It takes two to make a marriage, and it takes two to break it.  Now that doesn’t mean he needed to be sticking his dick into some other chick, but I guess he thought that was necessary.

Really, the grown-up thing to do would’ve been to come to me and tell me he didn’t love me anymore and he wanted a divorce.  But people, especially adults, don’t always do grown-up kinds of things when it comes to love and sex.  We are human and we make mistakes, and we pick wrong, and we hurt people we vowed to love until death us do part.  So right now these two very powerful men,  are being publicly humiliated for making extremely poor choices.  I guess it just goes to show that no matter how much rank, or money, or power you have, one wrong decision made for a moment of passion, can devastate a marriage, a career, an entire lifetime.

Life in general is messy, and the general(s), seems to be in a bit of a mess right now.



(I definitely encourage comments on this topic, because I can debate this sort of thing all day!  🙂 )

A Real Stand-Up Guy

You know, I was going to get on here tonight and right about my low-carb diet, but I have been side-tracked by my ex-husband/father of my child, and his stupidity.  It has come that time in our son’s life when it is time for orthodontics.  I could only hope it would be as simple as just straightening some teeth!  Well, my son inherited his dad’s mouth, which means over-bite, over-extention, put some special appliance in there for 2 1/2 years, plus braces, and hope that fixes the issue or he has to have surgery.  The cost of all this??  A sweet $4,500.  And they want $1,100 of it upfront, in about 10 days when he goes to get the appliance put in.

Normally, I wouldn’t think this would be an issue, but his dad has been acting really strange the last couple of months.  Not sure if it has anything to do with the fact he’s getting ready to marry for the THIRD TIME in a matter of a couple of weeks or not, but he seems to want to argue about all kinds of stupid crap.  He’s all concerned that the insurance isn’t going to pay their share of the orthodontics cost.  And now, when I remind him yesterday that we need to figure out how we’re coming up with $1,100 by October 10th, he tells me maybe I should go get a second opinion.  Hey, jackass!  Were you listening 6 months ago when I told you after the last time I took our son to the dentist that it was time for an orthodontics consultation??  I even told you the scheduled date, but then cancelled because I thought his prices were exorbitant.

Needless to say, I am furious, because he writes me tonight and tells me I can just send him the bill, like I have in the past, and he will reimburse me.  Let me get this straight.  I haven’t asked for a raise in child support for almost 7 years, he makes a lot more money than I do, lives in a house that costs 3 times as much as mine, which he gets a housing allowance for, doesn’t have to pay for any of his healthcare, and very rarely takes off work to take our son to any type of appointment, he expects me to come up with all of this money up front, and for me to sit around and wait for him to reimburse me?  I don’t fucking think so.  Maybe, you shouldn’t be having a big fucking wedding in a venue that I am sure costs at least a couple thousand just to rent a small room in.  I am sure your wedding is costing more than our son’s braces are going to cost, so I think you can pony up some fucking cash up front.  Don’t forget that your share of this whole bill is 78% you sorry son-of-a-bitch.

You do this to me every time. . .just when I start to trust you, and think maybe you are a stand-up guy, you turn around and start acting like an asshole.  It’s no wonder I have a hard time trusting men.






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