Loooo-serrrrr

I just had quite an interesting conversation with Rachel’s sperm donors mother-in-law, Gretta.  She is not a very happy woman with her son-in-law. 

I called to find out if Rachel would be going on his visitation weekend this weekend.

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Gretta:  Hello?

Beth:  Hi, Is Sperm Donor there?

Gretta:  No honey they left this morning and won’t be back until Sunday.

Beth:  Well, I guess that answers my question then. 

Gretta:  I know.  I’m so sorry.  They’ve been living here long enough for me to know what the schedule is.  If you need me to keep her though I can.

Beth:  No.  I love having my baby.  I was just trying to give him his time.

Gretta:  I know.  You are such a good mom.  And I’m so sorry about this.  If you ever need anyone to watch her I’m here.

Beth:  Thanks.  Bye.

Gretta:  Bye

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Soooo.  I got two things out of the conversation.  One, she remembers me from when I was a kid.  I was raised in a little itty bitty farm community of about 50 homes maybe.  It may be more like 25-30.  Rachel’s stepmom was one of them.  I hung out with her and her big brother, Sven.  Imagine my surprise when the woman my husband was having an affair with was my childhood friend.  He didn’t know this which made the moment more fun for me. 

Two, Gretta’s not too happy with her daughters choice of a mate.  Which also makes me quite happy.  I love it when the good guy comes out smelling like roses. 

I guess I have my baby girl again this weekend.  And she has plenty of angst to dish out to her counselor next week at her therapy session.  Thanks Sperm Donor.