This is what is happening now. 

On November 13, the evening before our court date, (Trial day number 10 or 11, I lost count) I received a voicemail from Justice and Associates. It was a “courtesy call” informing me that Christy was asking for another continuance. 

Another continuance?!

There was going to be another delay in my trial to get my parental rights re-instated. 

Earlier that day I had also received a notification by mail from Diana Shropshire, of Justice and Associates, stating that she will be unavailable for anything during mid-December to January 4, 2014. 

Great, I thought. Here we go again.

If you recall there was a three month break right after the first day of trial in July when Diana Shropshire needed to take time off from attempting to permanently remove me from my daughter’s life so that she could bond with her newborn. See Irony, Sick Irony. 

On November 14, sure enough Christy’s attorney showed up with a doctor’s note saying Christy had surgery and due to her medication couldn’t drive for 3 weeks. 
Three weeks.
 For now forget the fact that Laparoscopic Gallbladder surgery recovery time is a week, ten days max.

Our Commissioner Daniel disinclined to break her streak of incompetent calls, orders a 3 week continuance.
Another delay tactic? 
Of course. After all, the holidays are coming up. Christy has a hard time sharing any of her three children with their respective fathers at any time of the year, but has an especially hard time sharing during the holiday season. 

On November 29, 2013 it will be a year (A year!) since Commissioner Daniel took my parental rights away. 
Commissioner Daniel had stripped me, and of course that means our entire side of my family, of all my contact and visitation rights. 

Oh wait...scratch that. 

I mean it’s true, but Commissioner Daniel seems to have a problem with my saying so or, at least, with me putting it that way. I get admonished every time I mention it, to which I have to rephrase it this way, ‘excuse me, you “temporarily” suspended all my visitations... a year ago.’ 

That’s right and if I remember correctly and I do because I have the transcripts, that was when Commissioner Daniel told me that I am not to be calling Megan and “bugging” her.  
Bugging her.

Here is the actual quote off of the official court transcript. You decide. 

Tired of The Bullshit

I have had enough. This circus had gone on too long and at some point Commissioner Daniel had to begin cleaning up her mess.
It has been a year --a year!--Since my parental rights had been stripp...uh...temporarily suspended.
I was tired of the delays. I was tired of the bullshit. I was tired of Commissioner Daniel’s incompetence.
I asked for all my rights back. I submitted that this was just another delay tactic on the part of a disturbed mother who doesn’t like to share her children especially during the holidays.

I argued that even when not bed-ridden, Christy has shown an inability or unwillingness to monitor or to have knowledge of our daughter’s whereabouts. If she was going to be on bed rest and medicated, then our daughter should be allowed to be with me on the weekends.

I also went on pointing out that in Commissioner Daniel’s own words, it was evident that Megan has been less-than truthful about what happened in New York City (or what we call the Joby incident) and Commissioner Daniel has been exposed additional evidence showing that Megan is prone to exaggeration and outright lying especially when she wants to get her way. 

 Aside from the overwhelming amount of evidence showing that Megan was NOT traumatized in New York City as she claimed and Christy’s therapist rubber stamped in a letter. (Go to Megan Traumatized)

This is where it would help if Commissioner Daniel had children of your own, a smidgen of an idea of what teenagers from dysfunctional homes can be about, or a clue.

I also reminded Commissioner Daniel of the almost comical if not so grossly wretched fiasco that took place last week when Christy lied to get out of another lie in regards to where our daughter was and what she was doing. (see Big Bear Lie)

In addition to the fact that Christy was unable or unwilling to give a straight answer to my question if Megan had been suspended from school for fighting the week before. Her answer was the most indirect, purposely evasive, slippery reply that I could ever have imagined one would dare attempt in court. It was so bad that I felt uncomfortable for Christy. The judge finally had interject, to turn to her, and ask her directly, was your daughter suspended from school for fighting or not?

Christy’s final answer, well...I’m still not quite sure. The truth is that Megan was suspended but as even Commissioner Daniel now realizes, the truth and what Christy says can be two entirely different things.

All I know for sure is that I –my family—are requesting that my custodial time be restored. ALL of IT! Period.

Christy’s attorney replied about how it was my fault that these proceedings had taken so long and ...insert bullshit...because I don’t recall squeezing  a baby out and asking for 3 months off to bond with it.

Christy’s attorney said nothing about Megan and Christy’s lying. What could she say?

So Commissioner Daniel spoke.
The respondent spent Thanksgiving with Megan in 2011...
No, it was 2010, the Commissioner was corrected.

Thank God, I thought, she is going to do the math.
I can’t believe she is actually doing the math.
Immediately my thoughts went to our girls. Are they really going to spend at least Thanksgiving with Megan, maybe more? God knows there is some time to be made up. A year’s worth.

Okay, Joe, let her finish. Go on Commissioner Daniel, yes, 3 years ago I got to spend Thanksgiving with Megan. Sure there was hell to pay and we opened Christmas presents with her the following March but okay...

And mom gets Megan on odd number years on Thanksgiving...
Yes, I thought, but remember Megan was kept from my family for over a year including All the major holidays from Thanksgiving 2012 and on....
Remember....just do the math commissioner Daniel. Do the damn math and start digging yourself out of this hole. Start fixing this mess.
But no.

Instead I realized that my wife was right.
Instead what I found, what I  realized was this: Commissioner Daniel not only doesn’t do math, most of the things she does In the Best Interest of Children, simply don’t add up. 

You can spend one day with Megan she said. Either on the 29th or the 30th of November. Since Christy has a doctor’s note that she can’t drive, dad must do all the driving.
Then she added, if Megan has a good time and wants to spend the night then that’s okay as well.
My wife was right, Commissioner Daniel doesn’t get it. Truth is she has proven that to me over and over again.
I tried to explain it to her one more time.

“Does this court understand that Megan is not able to...that she cannot call and tell her mom that she is having a wonderful time with her loving father and wants to spend more time with me. Do you understand what would happen if she did that? Do you not get that? Have you not listened to a word that I have said?”

Commissioner Daniel responded that she understood that this is what I believe.

I reiterated some of my argument but that only caused Commissioner Daniel to threaten to take away Megan’s option to stay the night and I got the feeling if I pursued it she would simply retract the whole deal period. “I can do that if you like?”

Either way, I got the picture. You will take what I give you.

But I also understood more than that. I now know that Commissioner Daniel is not getting it.

Things had been going great in court. But not being one to gloat and thinking that perhaps Commissioner Daniel was now getting a clearer picture of what was going on, I was hesitant to write and boast about it. My posts remained ambiguous and purposely neutral: “My wife is a great witness,” “to be continued,” “Prayers are working,” etc...

Things continued to go well for lot of reasons but especially because of the following:
Tammy gave perhaps the best answer to one of Christy’s attorney’s questions...
When Christy was reluctant to answer whether or not our daughter was suspended from school...
There was evidence consistent with my story and that showed Christy and Megan lying...

But still, this Commissioner wasn’t getting it.

I got the strange feeling that this incompetent cuss was getting ready to double down on her initial screw up.
That’s fine, but I am going to make it as hard as possible for Commissioner Daniel to justify leaving an impressionable teenager in that dysfunctional home and without a loving, compassionate, and capable father which is what our daughter needs especially right now.

On November 29, 2013 I may be allowed to pick up Megan, I may not be.
We’ll see.

October 30, that Wednesday, Christy was on the witness stand. One of the first things I asked Christy if she knew where our daughter spent the last weekend. Christy insisted that she was at home all weekend and that with the exception when she was in class, Christy was also at their home all weekend.
All weekend.
Are you sure, I asked? Is there any way that perhaps Megan had stepped out, without your knowledge and ended up in Big Bear all weekend?
No, no, and no Christy lied convincingly.   

Two days later, after some fill-in questions Christy's attorney, strangely, began asking Christy questions regarding how she answered my questions regarding Megan's whereabouts the previous weekend. 
I had been taking careful notes, but at this time, I stopped and placed my pen down. 
It was as good as I thought it would be. 
While Christy talked she couldn't help looking over at Commissioner Daniel to see if she was buying into her story.
I was barely able to resist the urge to stand up and shout, “Commissioner Daniel, welcome to my world!”
Instead I just watched amazed that what I have been dealing with for years was being played out again right here, right now, in a courtroom. Right in front of a commissioner.Commissioner Daniel called Christy out on how her testimony two days earlier was so inconsistent with the events that she was now portraying. 

But did Commissioner Daniel -- the "trier of facts"-- get it?
It appeared so.
The more questions Commissioner Daniel asked the more Christy buried herself. Her answers were incomprehensible, vague, and left more questions than answers.  To a sophisticated mind, someone experienced with personality disorders, or having dealt with an alienating parent, this moment was quite telling. 

You see, I had forgotten that my husband had mentioned something about going to Wrightwood (a different mountain community) but I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until Joe brought this up on Wednesday while I was under oath and on the witness stand that I then wondered if they had gone up to the mountains. Funny thing, as it turns out my husband and Megan DID go up to Big Bear. Silly me. But only on Sunday. Hence my confusion.

Christy would occasionally look over at Commissioner Daniel wondering, I'm sure, if she was buying it.
Christy then added this and to a critical thinker you know what this is,

I have receipts to prove my husband was up there. So you see. I am not lying about that part. Sorry your honor. I didn't want you to think I was lying.

The court transcripts for this day will be priceless. 
I could only hope that Commissioner Daniel with this obvious lie would snap out of the propensity of being easily duped and that this “trier of facts” would actually be capable of calling on her judicious skills to help her sort through the...umm...bullshit. Although, even without such critical thinking abilities at her disposal, this was such a disaster for Christy that I relaxed in my chair and probably let out a sigh of relief as Commissioner Daniel was exposed to the bizarro-esque antics that I have been dealing with for 15 years. 
Welcome to my world Commissioner Daniel. 

Christy kept on talking. I wanted to clear things up, she said, I didn’t want the court to think I was lying.
Yes, Commissioner Daniel, that stench floating about your courtroom, is a thick cloud of crazy. 
Wake up and smell the crazy. 
But instead Commissioner Daniel seemed to take a deep breathe, wave the fog of funk away from her face, and asked us to move on.

The next Trail date was on November 6, 2013 from 1:30 to 4:30 pm
Armed with enough evidence that Christy had lied to cover up her first lie, I was determined to demand that I have my visitation suspension removed.
It had been a year since we have been allowed to have any significant amount of time with Megan and this was a 3-day weekend coming up.
However, Commissioner Daniel, seemingly acting like co-counsel for the petitioner, had issues with the evidence below. (Click on link below or Here)
I was however allowed to question Christy about it. So it was introduced, kinda. 
So at the very least, the Commissioner knows that Christy did lie, that our daughter was in Big Bear all weekend and that  she was with a dysfunctional and drunk family. 
What none of us know right now, and I am determined to find out, is what the hell happened in Big Bear that come Sunday afternoon. What I do know is Megan's friend Maddyson wanted some drugs to make her high enough to forget and why Maddyson was in fear of losing her best friend, Megan.
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Yes, Christine Garrison, I read through, am a member, and occasionally comment in the group Life In Helendale. And yes, whenever I read about an accident, especially one that involves teenagers and drinking, I will ask about it and pray that it doesn't involve anyone I know. I also click on the Victorville Daily Press, the Hesperia Star, and HighDesert.com for the same reasons.
I do this because I am too aware of what is going on in the community in which our daughter lives.  
This is what is going on with our daughter now...its only a matter of time before things go from dire to tragic. 
All that is wrong with our daughter's life has happened since Commissioner Daniel "temporarily" removed my visitation rights a year ago. Saying that I am not allowed to contact her or be "bugging" her. Our daughter could use a father right now.
If I would have been allowed to be in Megan's life none of this would be happening: 
She would not have been in multiple abusive relationships; 
she would not be hanging out with this girl; 
she would not have switched schools two times; 
she would not have dropped out of school last year; 
she would not have been suspended for fighting; 
She would not be allowed to be unsupervised;
she would not be allowed to smoke; 
she would not be allowed to drink alcohol; 
and she would be a hell of a lot healthier and happier because she would have a loving relationship with her father, her step-mother and her three sisters. 
So is it true that too often a child in a high conflict divorce ends up with the less fit and less competent parent? You tell me.
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