The saga of stupidity continues

This is actually kind of funny.

We were all asleep this morning (except for my husband, who had JUST gotten up several minutes before) when, out of nowhere, our dogs started going apeshit. I assumed that someone was jogging down the street or something, since it doesn't take much to set the dogs off.

Not a jogger, it turns out. It was a sheriff's deputy.

Flash back to this past week...my stepkids had been trying to get a hold of their mom on the phone, to no avail. It went straight to her voice mail each time. She does not use a land line, and she is notorious for running out of Nextel minutes because she can't budget worth a damn and makes buying cigarettes her top priority. It was our youngest's birthday on Tuesday, and we were surprised that she was not picking up the phone that day, since she made a big to-do out of how she HAS to talk to him on his birthday (even though he couldn't care less about hearing from her). They tried calling up until last night. Nothing.

Then the deputy paid us a visit. It turns out that Brain Donor had called the sheriff's department claiming that she had not heard from the boys since they visited her for the 4th and she was "worried." The boys came out and explained that they have been calling several times a day and that she wasn't answering.

Wanna know why?

She changed her cell number last week. And she never gave us or the boys her new number.

Oh, it gets even better (or worse). She STILL does not understand that this is the reason the boys could not reach her. Seriously! She cannot put two and two together. The boys called her at her new number, and our youngest chewed her a new one. He told her over and over and over that the ONLY reason they couldn't reach her was that SHE had not told them about the new number. And yet she still blames their father and me for this, claiming that we willfully denied the boys the chance to call her. After her own kids explained otherwise in the simplest of English.

What? The? Fuck???

Stupid and mean are such an ugly combination.

At least the absurdity borders on humor this time. For instance, after S finished ranting about her calling the sheriff, his mother asked him "doesn't it make you HAPPY that I was so worried about you?" Huh? Happy?! Or, as S so aptly put it (before hanging up on her), "whatever."