Someone was rummaging through my archives and came across my posts about my week with She-Who-Will-Not-Be-Named (but who has a reality show on E! where she makes a fool of herself weekly). That someone sent me an email, accusing me of making up the stories for my own benefit. I don't see where that benefit is, but oh well.
Coincidentally, I was cleaning Natalie's room today and came across some pictures of when Ms. ANS came back for a vist in August of 2000, long after I had been banished from the ex's family.
Natalie and DJ with the Divine Miss Out of Her Mind, in my former mother in law's backyard:
ANS with my two nephews:
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To JakeNY23, writer of the above mentioned email: You are obviously deeply in love with ANS. I suggest a cold shower and a trip to a psychologist to cure you of what ails you. For your own benefit, of course.