Monday, September 21, 2009

The Flashiest of News

I really need to buy a lottery ticket.

I had lunch with friends and when one asked what I wanted for my birthday, I told her "a divorce and a family name change".

Within five minutes, I got a call from my lawyer.

I now have an appointment to read the settlement and make sure all the t's are crossed and the i's dotted. For some strange reason, the prospect of showing up in court while wearing shackles and having to listen to your children testify against you has made him decide that perhaps, just perhaps, he needs to SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Three months in prison must concentrate the mind intensly. *You have no power here.*

Happy Birthday to me.

Happy name change for us.


Anonymous said...

Well Ms. Montney-Harkness, your new year is off to a great start! Happy for you. Next thing you know Norm will come a knockin.

Anonymous said...

WOWOWOWOW!! I know you really needed this so I am so happy it is finally happening for you! CONGRATULATIONS! How are the kids taking it?!?!?! Great I'm sure! Thoughts of Peace, Love and Happiness coming your way!

Moisha said...


Damn skippy. Bitches ain't shit when they're penned.


Debbie said...

Well, since the first commenter was one of my beloved children, I'd say they are pretty happy.

I also think there is relief that we won't have to go into court again. This whole experience has been a lesson in "doing the hard but right thing" but there have been times when I've quizzed them to make sure that I was representing what they wanted.

This last straw in the divorce, the family name change, was just his last gasp attempt at power, a power he failed to realize that he was totally losing once they slapped the handcuffs on him in court.

I would have been interested to be a fly on the wall when he talked to his lawyer. Did he want to go on and continue to screw with us and the lawyer told him that showing up in court in shackles wouldn't do his case any good? Or was there a moment of realization where he finally got it through his retarded skull that he no longer had any power. Perhaps at the cavity search on his first day in prison?

Nothing like bending over and separating the butt cheeks to make you realize your vulnerabilities.

Anonymous said...

"Nothing like bending over and separating the butt cheeks to make you realize your vulnerabilities." Just a thought, I truly hope that he has thus far experienced more than just a simple cavity check at this point!
But anywho, glad to know the kids and yourself are well and on top of the world! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!