The rebuttal for yesterdays post, from the bitch? "And the candidate for Martyr of the Year goes to...LMAO!"
My first thought? Surprise, mostly. LOL, I was surprised that she could spell martyr correctly. But then it quickly turned to disgust that such a serious situation could be so flippantly disregarded, and that she truly showed the extent of her lack of concern for Mrs D in that one sentence.
Personally? Mr was upset by the statement and wanted to address it. I think he has much more serious issues to attend to, and quite frankly, I'm humored by her ill attempt to wound me in some trite fashion. The reality stands that Mr's significant other "can't" deal with the total package, no matter that in April of this year, she'd blogged that she wanted to "merge their lives...to make it work". I'm outraged on Mrs D's behalf, the real martyr of the situation. I'm furious that for 4 days while Mr grasped at straws for a solution, Mrs D was denied a safe haven that was the logical alternative. I'm appalled that it merrits laughing at now, like it's some ludicrous joke. Say what you like about me, it's a mosquito against steel plate armor. I don't care, and honestly get a chuckle at the truth of the situation. Insults are the last resort of the incompetent. But when you make Mrs D into a joke, please do remember...
She has his heart. And his ring.
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