Revelling in the Bitch that I AM

Overall, it wasn't too awful, spending two whole days in my ex-husband's company. I don't know how he really feels but we both try to put on a good face for those times we're obligated into eachother's company.

There are things about him I can still appreciate.. and I will certainly admit to some love on my side.. at least for who we were together, in the beginning, and for the family we created.

But otherwise, he's an ASS.

While in an appointment with the Finance specialist at the hosp, he derailed the conversation FOR 20 MINUTES, talking about his recent shoulder surgery, and the cadaver bone they had to implant, and how expensive that little bit of bone was..and and ! He didn't do it alone either, the specialist told all about HER shoulder surgery too. *sigh* Pinky was visibly frustrated. It had been a long day... and they didn't notice, just went on..

I, being either the spineless wonder or the woman with vision who knows she needs the jerk onside for what's to come... said nothing. I did, with pointed abruptness, shove back my chair and begin walk around the room while they spoke.

We ended up cancelling that meeting. (I now feel I have to get in touch with the specialist personally to be certain we have all the necessary information... cos all this aint gonna be cheap.)

Ex was Mr KnowitAll on a few occasions, making sure he used every technical term available in an effort to impress doctors and nurses. We rolled our eyes. Even his wife looked away.

For what it's worth, I like her. She's okay in book....questionable taste in men, but whatever.

THE BEST though, was in our meeting with the nutritionist. She's talking about all the food restrictions Pinky needs to abide by until the surgery and some things I should watch on my own intake. Ex piped up with, No more haggis for you then, huh? He's going for a laugh at my expense.

Haggis is some gross looking shit cooked up by the Scots made of something like oatmeal and fat boiled up in a sheep's stomach. I've never had it, never had the opportunity to try it and frankly, probably would never try.

But before I reacted, I noticed the confused look on EVERYONE else's faces. So I played dumb too. Everyone looked at Ex for an explanation, he got embarrassed and everyone in the room ended up laughing at him.

Wait, it gets better. After that meeting, we're all back out in the waiting room, 'waiting' duh, on our next specialist appointment. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and when I come back, he goes.

I start to tell Pinky and his wife that I know what haggis is and begin to describe it. He re-enters the room, hears me, his face goes RED and he splutters, ' you KNEW what that was!?!

We're all howling.. and I say yeah. He asks why I didn't say and I reply, it was too much fun playing dumb! Gotcha!!

I have to say, it was fun. We laughed for a long time. He was good natured but knew he'd been had.