I know that it's immature to get a perverse pleasure about being the first one to comment, but I suppose it's the elementary school girl in me that always wanted to be first in the lunch line.

I so so love that you took picture of the papers on your weekend jaunts- excuse me, their weekend jaunts. Anything that I want to say here will sound lame and tritely faux-empowering, so I will just go in that vein with gusto.

You go, girl!

Bwah haha! I love your photos and captions! Your divorce papers sure kept themselves busy this weekend.

I can't wait to see your Mystery Knitted Cat Thingmajig! The suspense is killing me!

Kick that lazy paper ass into gear. Put those divorce papers on a starvation diet, and only offer to feed them if they pick up some chores.

Or, better yet, simply torture them by eating and drinking delicious things in front of them and not sharing!

LOL! The bum! Ship those things out of there!

It saddens me that your divorce papers had more fun this weekend than I did....

You took them deevorce papers out for a meal or two and they still won't lift a finger in return? Sounds like a good reason to send them on their way and get on with your life!
PS read your spam mail. I'm in there again most likely
PPS read your comments and comment on them. It's OK, really.

I LOVE it. But where was Lucky Bear during all of this? Lucky bear should really have his own blog.

Is that tea that I spot to the right in the grocery shopping pic? Were you out buying tea bags to make the sweet tea for Jenn?

You know, it's too bad you don't have a parakeet... 'cause you could have put those papers to work in the bottom of the cage. Sign them first, of course, then put them in the cage... then mail them off to the appropriate authorities. Poo poo papers.

Those bastard papers are making me crave Starbucks. Argh.

Pretty soon those divorce papers won't be having so much fun. You will throw them somewhere and not even remember where they are. At some point you will need them to find out the exact date they were signed (like when you remarry one day....no don't say never again to me, missy) and you won't be able to find them.

I hope you weren't subsidizing those papers' good time. At the least they should be paying their own way. Cheap good-for-nothings!

Wow -your divorce papers are so active! Mine just sat around, reminding me how much they cost to be filed. Lazy papers!

Wish I had a witty comment like these other commenters, but, heh. It may not feel like it right now, but the fact that you're able to have such a sense of humour at this time means that the healing has already started:)

Your divorce papers need to come over and show my divorce papers a good time! Mine are lazy and just sit around doing nothing.

Those divorce papers do get around! Was that a Target cart I spied?

I hope those papers at least bought YOU a beer.

YOU are WAAAYYYY toooooo funny!!!! Just LOOOVED this. Hey, glad to see you made it to the beach. Did you have a fish taco and beer for me while your DP's were having peanuts and beer? Thanks for making me smile today.

Kim

I went over and looked at your travel site, and all I can say is -- you are waaayyyyy too good for him. He looks old. And puffy. Like a less-cute Craig Ferguson -- but clearly without the good-natured sense of humor.

(Sorry, I know I'm not supposed to say things like that in case it touches off "but I thought he was so cute once!" or some other misgiving -- but I speak the truth. On a purely superficial basis, you are way out of his league.)

They ate, they shopped, they should just throw a party for all the other papers of everyone here. It could be the first annual 'Divorce Paper Social"! And of course all the ladies could celebrate with a round of Jack and cheetos could be the main entree. Keep smiling, it sure does make the rest of us do the same!

Heh heh heh..too bad you can't use those divorce papers to LINE your litterbox....

It was a Target cart you spied! Oh yeah. You know I can't resist the lure of Target, Jen went with me and we saw a group of girls checking out the knitting kits, too. They were giggling over the bikini.

I wasn't online all weekend but I'm going to catch up on email tonight, thank you again everyone for the nice words. Lynne, I will venture into the spam folder first!! LOL

you were too good to those divorce papers -- should have left the mother-fuckers at home.

i would like to apologize to "dad" for my language

Funniest thing ever! You are doing great, Laurie.

LMAO!! You crack me up. I am a little disappointed that after all the coffee, scones, beer, nuts, burgers and fries, that we didn't spy the bastid papers in the TOILET??? I think you owe us all one more pic....

LOL

aww, your divorce papers are getting real world experience! how cute! let us know when they are potty trained! thanks for your answers, and im glad that you are so happy to have us bloggers around!! take care!

Perhaps an intervention is in order? Sometimes it takes tough love to get the message across - no more outings for them until they clean the house and do some laundry!!

Those papers sure do get around... and here I sat on my ass all weekend...

Does he have a least favorite perfume? I mean, something that totally makes him gag, or gives him a headache? Signed, sealed, delivered and saturated with Georgio Red - that's my suggestion.

I think the only thing that the dp's missed out on was a manicure. That and jello shots.

Your divorce papers still managed to get in some tasty treats. Glad you made it out of the house :)

What? No divorce paper massage? No divorce paper dip in the hot tub? No divorce paper motel tryst? Those divorce papers need to LIVE IT UP before they get filed away.

I just recently found your blog and I think it is just hilarious. I also really admire your positive attitude and great sense of humor, even in a difficult situation. You are really giving those papers better treatment than they deserve.

Enough of showing those lousy papers a good time! Sign them and send them on their merry way, to be filed in some dingy dusty courthouse drawer with all their kin. If you don't have to sign them, then stick them in your own dusty filing drawer! You are, as someone above me has mentioned, miles too good for him.

okay I work for a divorce attorney, I think that is the most fun divorce papers have ever had!

What a hoot. Just remember in a year from now this will hopefully be a distant memory, and while there still may be a little pain, I bet there's a lot more happiness in your life.

I didn't want to say anything but I think I was cut off while driving on the freeway by divorce papers? Did they make a quick trip to Arizona? Cheeky monkeys!

Damn those divorce papers. They are no good, lazy, snobby pieces of you-know-what. I think you should send them packin' ASAP, just like you did with Mr. X. Lyin' around with peanuts and a beer when there's a catbox to clean!

JUST WHO DO THOSE PAPERS THINK THEY ARE?

You could always send those divorce papers my way and Sophia would take a bite out of them for you!

You are awfully nice to those divorce papers. What a great time you showed them!

And then they up and refuse to help out around the house a little. Just shows you never can tell with some papers...

That is F'n HILLARIOUS!!! And I thought I was clever when I photographed a homemade felt robot I made for my nephew all around Dallas before I sent it off to said nephew for his 6th birthday... BUT, Divorce papers eating a burger and drinking a beer is Genius!!

So glad I found your site through Patina...

Are those divorce papers having their beer at Rocky's???? If so, I coulda walked over and sneered in their general direction.

Those divorce papers certainly do enjoy their snacks (and who could fault them for that?). Have you offered them a tort(e)?

As a soon to be divorcee too, I find this entry to be fabulous! My divorce papers aren't having as much fun, but maybe they could get together with yours and have some White Russians?

you are killing me!

BTW...Mr. X clearly didn't and doesn't deserve you...

^_~

YOu gotta hand it to the divorce papers--I'm sure they're having much more fun than the marriage license....straight to the county office right?? Yep--stupid things we do in love. If I had only waited those five days. Damn, Damn, Damn!!

You are planning a party right? Cause the best thing I ever did when my divorce was final was have a party. With lots of drinks and my best friends revealing things that made me never able to look their husbands in the eyes later.

Trust me. You need a big ass my divorce is final party.