ok, so let ME elaborate. for one thing...I can spell!
when we first moved in march 2002, Joe (bipolar husband) :screwy: introduced himself and all seemed normal and good. we were friends, our kids played together, you know NORMAL stuff. then, when I was pregnant with Aidan, one night Holly (bitch wife) :temper: called me from her sisters frantic. she wanted to know if the cops were at her house. :police: they had gotten into it and he threatened suicide. so she took all the meds out of the cabinet and split with the kids. she and one of his friends both called 911 to report him. so, anyways the cops show up ...no lights or sirens. the ambulance and fire truck follow, then there's a frickin' spotlight in our house. Chad had to tell them where Joe even lived. they had to jump the fence, go around back and kick the door in. soon after the cops come out with him in cuffs and place him in an ambulance. Chad went over to Joe and asked if he wanted him to go along, since he had no family here. Joe flipped out and was like, "Leave me the f@ck alone!" :fight: that was the beginning of the problems. ok, so........if anyone wants to know more,just ask. this is already pretty long to read, don't want to bore ya!
