Not to step on Gibber’s toes but I have a need for answers. Over the weekend I called the other grandpa of two of my grandchildren who live a couple of hours away. The kids live with him and his wife because neither my daughter nor their son has what it takes to parent. So now that the kids are close enough to visit we took them camping during the summer. It was much too short a visit but we promised them we would see them again. I recently asked if we could have them visit over Thanksgiving weekend. My request was denied with a comment that they were expecting family to come into town. I thanked him politely and said that was great and I didn’t want to ruin a family time. I asked if there was another weekend between then and the end of the year when we could have them visit and was told no. No explanation, no nothing – just no. Then he appeared to realize how bad that sounded and he backtracked and said something about he’d have to see. Yeah, right.
Saturday, I asked whether we could have the kids visit us for a couple of days after Christmas so we wouldn’t interrupt their holiday. With Christmas on a Thursday this year we were graciously* given that Friday off. It would make for a nice couple of days with the grandkids and they could still be home by Sunday. Well Grandpa Dickhead said no. Again. In fact, he flat out lied, saying that “everyone thinks they have two weeks” of school vacation but they only have one. Hmm. I didn’t call him on it because what the hell do I know for certain?
This morning though I called the district where they attend school and asked about their holiday schedule. LO and behold! They’re off from December 22 to January 2. That’s what? Two weeks? Amazing.
So now I need a little assistance. Tonight I plan to call dear old Dickhead and ask whether we might at least take the grandkids to dinner one night between now and Christmas. I want to make sure they get the gift cards we have for them and I don’t trust that jackass even a little bit. I’m not a pessimist most of the time, but realistically, based on our last two conversations, I believe he’s going to find a way to deny our request.
In case that happens, should I call him out for lying? Call him a dickhead jackass son of a bitch? Or should I remain polite and try to negotiate with him? What say you all? Geez, I’m starting to get a complex here; you’d think I was the Wicked Witch of Seattle or something. 😦
*When the hell is someone going to come up with a sarcasm font!?