I was so glad to get off work early today. How lazy am I, that I work two days a week and I still grab any chance I can to get the heck out of that place.

The Bosses Wife stories later (doing IVF#2 - 14 eggs - 7 fertilized - transfer is tomorrow and she told me today that if they have triplets, she'll give me one!). I don't think I need to say anymore about TBW. That is it in a nutshell. I can't stand her.

So.........I'm drivin' home, mindin' my own beeswax and the car in front of me is weaving abruptly and I realize the driver is hitting the passenger. On a two lane highway (double yellow lines), he is hitting the passenger over and over and over again while weaving. I see the passenger hits back a few times and then the driver grabs a pony tail and that is when I realized he was beating a woman. He grabbed her pony tail and shoved her face down in his crotch two times - she didn't stay down long. For a good six miles, I was keeping my distance behind them watching the terror and I noticed there was a baby seat behind the driver and I swear I saw toddler arms waving a couple of times.

The highway ends in my town so I figured they lived here and I headed for where I thought the police department was located. I have lived here for 2 years and never needed to know where the police station is until today. I have no cell phone, as of last month, because I got a $360.00 bill and was pissed and told them to discontinue my service and I haven't bothered to go somewhere else to get a phone. So, after about 15 minutes of getting lost, I finally found the sheriff's department and went in with my notes on an elliptical machine brochure - the only paper I had in my car.

Anyway! I go in there, still shaking from the drama and the nice sheriff lady said my hand writing was awful.

I said: "I know. I was driving, I was nervous, that was the only paper I had and my ball point pen wouldn't write on that waxy brochure......wonder why that happens with pens on that kind of paper.......and of all times to have that kind of paper and only a ball point pen....."

It was about then that the nice sheriff lady gave me that look. The "WTF" look.

So, I shut up.

She kept writing down the wrong license plate number and car information because she was reading what I wrote and not listening to me tell her what my scribble meant. I knew how to read it, that is all that mattered.

She immediately got on her cb looking thing and called out to the troops and then came back to the bullet proof glass where I was and asked for my phone numbers - ("no....of course I don't have a cell, or I would have called y'all 30 minutes ago!") soooooooo........I came straight home and wouldn't you know that the sheriff called me about 45 minutes later.

"Mrs. Julianna?"

Before he could ask me any questions, I told him the entire story detail for detail until he stopped me and said they were at the subjects house. They were being questioned but they were both denying it and said they were playing a little bit with each other but nothing like what I described.


I said he hit her for 10 minutes or more and she fought back about 10% of the time - 90% of that time he was hitting her. I even described the pony tail head jerk and also mentioned that I thought I saw toddler arms in the car seat.

"Did you ever see them endanger the child?" he asked.

"No. I never saw them hit towards the back seat where the child was seated." I said.

"Well, they are both denying that any of that happened." he said.

"Excuse me sir, but I hardly made it up. Look at that ladies left arm......her upper arm. There is absolutely no way that I saw what I saw and her not have marks. That is where he was hitting mostly, on her upper left arm. He was driving wrecklessly and I was expecting to see an accident at any moment. He went over the double line at least twice onto oncoming traffic............" I remembered everything.

"They are both cooperating and say they were just playing." he said.

"You know what, I take it back, if they are both saying they were playing around then they were endangering that child and everyone else who happened to be on the road at that time.."

The conversation then turned to the road endangerment and he listened intently and said they would get back in contact with me.

I hope they were both hauled off to jail.

Fuck 'em.



So, that was my lovely afternoon off.............I wish I had stayed at work with TBW promising her left over babies to me.





*******UPDATE, NEED INPUT**********
Okay, I would love, ADORE, some opinions. M. is out of town (as he is many weeks) and when he phoned last night, I told him about my day. He is very upset that I turned them in. He says that I should have minded my own business and not gotten involved. He says that at best, we will be left alone. At worst, some thug and his lady have our information now and are most likely VERY pissed. When I told him that she was denying it, he said "of course and she will probably be with him for years and here you are trying to save the world". In all fairness, my husband is a Yankee, born and raised in Boston where he learned to mind his own business. Of course, I was raised differently. What would you have done?