How In God's Name Did I Get This????????

Okay, let's start with saying that my husband whom I love dearly, had a child with a woman before I met him. And I am not even sure that child is a true term in this case. Freak, Freak of Nature. Thank God I have not only had my tubes tied, cut and burnt......I am considering removing any and every organ that could assist in creating another Freak of Nature. I wonder from time to time....was it something in the water? Could it be that blood passing through her veins is really my husbands? Did the cunt he was married to before me, cheat on him? I don't have the answer, but what I encountered yesterday goes as follows:

First let me say that this 17 year old communicates with me via e-mail. We are not only in the same house...but same room when this happens.
Yesterday when she got off of the bus, much to my surprise she had someone with her. As I was trying to adjust my eyes to figure out what in the hell I was seeing...it came to me. Forest Gump had a younger brother whom was retarded. Obviously, they did not show that in the movie...it is only my assumption. But here he was...FOREST GUMPS RETARDED FUCKING BROTHER!!!!!
I probably would have handled the entire situation differently, had they not been practically fucking from the walk from the bus to MY HOUSE. For all of my neighbors to see. Upon arriving to my vehicle....this 6 foot tall, and I am only guessing 300-325 pound retard, begins to climb into the back seat of my itsy bitsy pick up truck. At which time my husbands daughter says, "Weeee waaannnt yooouuu to droooop us ooofff at Smith's and weeeee willlll waaalllk hooome". I replied with, "will you be joining us for dinner"? And her response was, "yeeaahhh and heeee is huunnggry". I respond with, "Dinner will be at 5:30". And by the way, were you needing great assistance crossing the street or was that a public display of affection. She responded with, "Weeee are daaattting".
Each time I looked in the rear view mirror...all I could see is this huge fucking head. I couldn't drive fast enough to get them out of the vehicle. Besides there was this awful odor...like a funk smell, which later I found out what it was.
As 5:30 was approaching...I took four xanax...and thought it would help with dealing with having the difficult task of having to look at not one but two extreme creepy looking people. Of course, I had lost my appetite...and my husband ended up working late. At which time I called him and told him that I hate his guts!!!!
I made it through dinner....and then I thought I would grill him. First of all he is mexican, and in his home they have geese, RUNNING THROUGH THE HOUSE, ducks, RUNNING THROUGH THE HOUSE, farrets, RUNNING THROUGH THE HOUSE, four cats, six dogs ALL RUNNING THROUGH THE HOUSE. That is when it hit me...he smells like funk because his house smells like funk. The only thing that was missing and he may have left it out on purpose would be a couple of fucking pigs. I mean with the "swine flu" going around I can only imagine he might leave that out. Needless to say, I was not the best host. Before, during and after dinner I was spraying LYSOL. I felt it necessary to protect my family from not only the funk smell...but the possibility of swine flue. Dear Woman in the Raw....do you remember the bobble head girl that I hired a few years back? And it was necessary to let her go shortly after hiring? Then you must know that her head was small in comparrison to this guy's flipping head.
As soon as he was picked up by his father....my husbands daughter found it necessary to contact some freak that she has met on myspace...age 24, drinking and drugs are his primary activities. And for some sneaky reason....she thought that I would not find out. So in the last twenty four hours I have been lied to....her father has been lied to, and I am awaiting my husbands arrival to approach this girl.
As most people know, I have been compared to a human lie detector....hahaha
Hell to pay this evening....looking forward to shutting down her myspace page and she will no longer have internet access.....I am even more looking forward to her turning 18 and getting the fuck out of my life. NOT MY CHILD...NOT MY PROBLEM...I WANT IT GONE!!!!!!!!!!

Other than that it has been a very productive day...I long for a Saturday that I can say..."I did absolutely nothing today and loved every minute of it"!!!!!!!!

Toodles for now....I'm sure more to follow later..........