Yknow.. I can literally say that with all the scenerios that ever ran through my head I would have NEVER dreamt of the one I’m in now.
So here’s the update
It’s been well documented on this blog how Weed, my oldest stepson, is a complete and utter fuck up and how devastatingly sad it is that he chose to follow in his crack whore of a mother’s foot steps then in his fathers.
But he’s an adult and he’s made his choices. Although I love him dearly and want only the best for him and have deep sincere hopes that one day he will up and turn his life around I come to peace with the fact that the only place he’s going to end up is in a cemetary.
I really don’t know how much I’m allowed to say publicly. Well, as public as an anonymous blog can be.. but none the less, things have a way of biting me in the ass so I’m just going to keep it simple until I know I can spill.
At the beginning of January, Chief was arrested. He was arrested for the things that Weed was going. Namely, dealing marijuana from the house and from the shop.
I can tell you with 1000% certainty that Chief did not do it.
I can tell you with 1000% certainty that Weed did.
The worse part about it is that not only was Chief arrested but they had a search warrant for our house and even though they did what they thought they had to do, they completely disrespected our home and property. They didn’t find anything they were looking for and I think that pissed them off because these little small town detectives were looking for THE BIG headlines and when they realized they weren’t going to get that, they decided to trash my house.
As I told the desk cop when I tried to find out when Chief would be arraigned:
You’re still innocent until proven guilty in this country and if your drug task force thinks that Bath and Body Works moisturizing beads are pot seeds, then you got bigger problems then I do.
I mean.. really. What was the EXACT purpose of dumping out body wash all over my dresser?
They did all this.. and threatened to arrest me in front of the kids.
They held him on 30,000.00 bail for which I had 15 minutes to come up with 10% before they took him way out to the county prison.
I think all the while Chief thought that this would get all straightened out but when the judge said what the bail was, I think reality hit him and he suffered a minor heart attack that landed him in the hospital for two days.
I was able to come up with the bail :: which is really ruining us financially :: but no one would tell me how to post it.
Apparently, we were under investigation since the beginning of December.
Does anyone else think it’s a tad ironic that the investigation started around the time that Weed got thrown out of the house after it was robbed and he came to the shop wasted out of his mind trying to pick a fight with his father.. who called 911 and had him removed?
Yea.. me either.
But the worse part of all this… the thing that I would never believe could happen to either me or someone I knew was that the police lied.
The detective on the case said that he initiated a drug buy at my house and the he POSITIVELY IDENTIFIED Chief as opening up the front door and letting the buyer in the house.
One problem.
I can POSITIVELY PROVE that Chief was at the shop. I have deliveries, electronic transactions and 182 customers the one day and 174 customers the other day that this was suppose to happen that will prove that he was at the shop from 430am until after 9pm.
After that, he was home.. with me and the kids and no one knocked at our door.
Another thing.. how can you positively id someone who answer the door with no porch light or inside light on a corner that has no street light in front of it?
The best you can see.. even in daylight.. is a shadow.
So someone answered the door who is tall and lanky like Chief and the only person that could be is Weed.
So the detective lies… the judge believes it.. and the two “informants” who supposedly said that Chief told them that he was dealing marijuana for extra income are confessed drug dealers and users and wish to remain annoymous for fear of bodily harm or reprocusions.
And in the meantime, our whole lives have been turned upside down.
Even worse still is the fact that a week before Christmas, Chief allowed Weed back in the house. I was dead set against it but face it.. he’s not my kid and I don’t know if I would feel differently if he was.
He had cut his hair and had swore to his father that he wanted to get his GED and go back to school.
I guess a father’s heart wins out over the head.
I didn’t believe him and told Chief that if he was really serious he would have come to him saying that he wanted to go back to rehab… or had proof that he had already enrolled in school.
I’m not going to pretend that it was an issue that almost broke us up but I refuse to let Weed or Spaz or Bubba or the Crack Whore ruin our relationship.
Believe me.. all that above? That’s the tip of the iceberg.
Because while all this is going on, the Crack Whore is telling the boys that she’s getting custody of them and that Chief is going to jail for three years. All of which is making Spaz more.. well.. spazzy and if this kid doesn’t grow up needing massive amounts of therapy then I’ll be shocked.
I’ll go into the situation with her later. Right now, it would just torque me too much.
Chief’s preliminary hearing is March 10th.
Any prayers you can offer our way would be greatly appreciated.
LIVING ME 101 