What are you doing here?!?

This story is a little out of chronological order...it goes back to the summer before Bob came to live with us. My husband had made arrangements with the egg donor to pick up Bob for his visitation. Bob used to live about 7 hours from us, so it wasn't a real quick trip by any means. My husband and I loaded our two youngest children into the minivan and hit the road about 2am. It was just easier to drive all night while the kids slept. We had arranged with the egg donor prior to leaving what time and where we would be picking Bob up. For whatever reason the egg donor did not want us to see her home and told us we could make the pick up at her parent's house. Ok, fine with us. We arrived at the parent's house at the designated time. We were a little bit early, but not too bad. No one was there. Not to be outsmarted by the egg donor (she is NEVER on time) I had printed the directions from the parent's house to her house prior to leaving on our road trip (thank you mapquest). So after waiting about 20 minutes we decided to drive to the secretive home of the egg donor. My husband went to the door and knocked...and knocked...and knocked some more. Bob finally shows up to the door, obviously having just rolled out of bed. (see, I told you she's never on time). I'm sorry, but with two small children and a very long road trip, time is of the essence. The egg donor comes out the door, yells at Bob to get back in the house and proceeds to yell so loudly...the neighbor's started appearing. She screamed "what are you doing at my house?!?" "you are NOT supposed to be here!" My husband said something to the effect of 'you need to be mentally evaluated...you are unstable at best!' My husband walked away from her and came towards me and the kids who were waiting in the car. I love a good confrontation, but only if I know I'm in the right. This was no contest! She's following close behind the hubby and I stepped up to take over. I was calm and much quieter than her. I told her that we had been waiting at her parent's house for 20 minutes and figured we would save her a trip over there by just coming here to pick Bob up. She kept on screaming that we had no right to be there. Bob was standing in the front window....devastated. It was heartbreaking!! My 3 year old son BADLY needed to use the bathroom and I knew there was no getting inside the house, so I let him spray her driveway. Serves her right.

She stormed back into her house and we could hear her yelling at Bob to get his stuff. We pulled the van out of her driveway and parked on the street directly in front of her house. About 10 minutes later she and Bob reappeared. As they walked out the front door I heard her say to Bob "don't you say one word to them, don't you even look at them!" Nothing like letting your true colors show and allowing your son to see what a beast you are! I about lost it when I noticed her loading Bob's items into the trunk of HER car. She was surely going to 'teach us a lesson' and make us drive back to her parent's house. I rode her bumper the whole way....the hubby and I laughing hysterically and watching her fume via her rear view mirror. Oh it was great entertainment...I'm only sorry Bob had to witness it.

When we arrived at her parent's house, we noticed a vehicle parked in the driveway...one we hadn't seen before. No biggie, just give us Bob and let us be on our way. The egg donor approaches our vehicle with a paper in hand. Lovely...what does she want now? It was a stupid "contract" she typed up...that consisted of ONE line. Yes, one line. It said something to the affect that 'I (insert hubby's name) will return Bob on (date)'. What? No consequence if we DON'T return him? Give me a break. I've watched way too much People's Court sister....this was a joke! So the hubby signed the stupid paper so we could just get back on the road. The egg donor then said "I have witnesses that saw you sign that paper." Ahh...we now know why there was a mysterious vehicle in the driveway. Bravo Egg Donor! Bravo! What a waste of time for everyone. We couldn't help but chuckle. In fact we HAD to laugh about it....it was just so stupid.