Ok Here's What's Going On....

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I didn't know what interest to put it under because it's to do with family, a friend and life's going ons so I choose life. I'll do my best to explain but be forewarned, it'll be a long one to read. I'll have to tell it in pieces in order for you to get the gist of it. As most of you know, my husband and I helped my parents move to their new home which is four hours south of their old one. We painted the whole house which is a four bedroom home. A LOT of painting. Whew! They have a guest house as well which the ceiling needed repair. Ok another to tell, when my husband was stationed in North Little Rock Arkansas, he went to night school and met a guy and they quickly became friends. He was from Virginia just as we were among other things we all had in common. He and his wife separated to date, 7 times in a 6 year marriage, three times while we knew of them. Hubby retired and we moved to North Carolina. Our friend was with his wife again and eventually separated from her and moved to NC with us and rented a room from us. He went back and left again. (Right now he's in Virginia visiting with his sister - thank God!) Oh and he has a heart condition and diabetes. He flew back to Arkansas to go to court and get his divorce finalized and it didn't go as he had hoped and he called us ranting and raving like a maniac. We were able to calm him down over the phone and had some help from his neighbor friend. (He has a house there even still) To explain about this friend, he's not the dumbest guy in the world but his elevator doesn't go to the top floor. He has a temper from hell and will tell one off without provocation but yet he has a great sense of humor and is a devote Christian. He's got a wonderful heart but a terrible temper. He's a know it all and done that and more and/or if you have something, he has it too but better or more. He's got to top everything. He's on 100% disability due to going to the Vietnam war which really did a number on him. He's a strange guy but he's a nice guy too. It's hard to explain. Now to put it all together... Our friend jokingly talked with my parents about how he loves liver and onions and that we don't and won't fix it for him. Mom said she loves liver and onions and she'd invite him over one night for dinner when they have it. Our friend made a deal with mom that he'd fix their ceiling if she'd make liver and onions for them and he'd buy the stuff. Agreed. So hubby and friend spend 4 1/2 days fixing the ceiling. The first day I was there, the guys were tired and we decided to go out for pizza, all agreed. Hubby and I were going to pay for it but our friend grabbed the tab before we could and paid for it. (That's the way he is) Then the next day came and went, finally the third day, my mom had left for town in the afternoon. - mind you, my parents don't eat supper until 8 or 9 at night!! We eat at 5 or 6:30 and my mom knew that. Well when the guys were done and were hungry, hubby called me and I told him to call her on her cell phone and see where she's at. He did and as always, he jokingly told her they were hungry and when was she going to cook it. She said she was on her way home. She got home, he asked her when she was going to cook and she said "when I get around to it" knowing full well that they've worked hard on THEIR house and that we eat at 5 or 6:30 and it was after 5 then. Hubby waited a few minutes and then went into the house and asked her again, same smart aleck remark. He then told her he needed to clean up before dinner so about how long for he could keep on working while it's being cooked. Same smart aleck answer. So hubby calls me and told me what's going on and I'm upset now but I can't say anything to her because she'll blow her top on me and get dad all upset and that can't happen because he could drop dead at any moment and definitely could if she winds him up so I told hubby that she's not keeping her end of the bargain to come on home and I'll fix them something. He said he'd give her 15 more minutes and then if she's not cooking then they'll come home. She didn't start cooking and when hubby told her they're leaving, she went off on hubby!! She told him to tell our friend, who hasn't said a word, to take the liver and stuff it up his @ss if he wants for no body is telling her when to cook!! Hubby says "Whoa! whoa! hold up! He didn't say anything! It was me the whole time! Can't I tease my mil anymore?" He told me that he got her to laughing before he left so all was left on a good note. BUT he told our friend about it and now he's really hurt and won't have anything to do with my parents. My parents don't know that our friend knows about what she said. I know that hubby shouldn't have told him but he did so now what the hell am I to do?! I'm in the middle and I stand for right and not wrong. Mom is in the wrong for not standing up to the agreement and hubby was wrong for telling our friend what she said. ARG!!!! I understand that hubby was shocked and upset over what she said because he told me "She wants me to tell him to stick it up his @ss after he just spent 4 1/2 days fixing her ceiling?? Oh hell no!!" A few days went by and then it came time for our friend to fly to Arkansas for his court date to be divorced. I explained that one... however he comes home looking like he's been railroaded. He's all down and out because he really didn't want to get a divorce but knew it was best. He told us that his now ex-wife’s son had came over the night before and hit him and that's when our friend grabbed his crotch which brought him to the floor at his level, the cops came because he hit the panic button on his house alarm and this guy was arrested. Sheesh!! And come to find out, this guy is in a gang! NICE TO KNOW FRIEND!! NICE TO KNOW!! I pray that they or his ex doesn't know where we live!! Now I have to watch over my shoulders!! Another time, he knows our cell phones don't work well here at the house. There just aren't any towers close enough yet. He gets angry with his cell phone and slams it on the table which makes me jump out of my skin. Hubby cooks dinner one night and when our friend went to get his plate, hubby took it back and said I'll get it for you. With that our friend walks off and hubby goes after him to try to defuse the situation but friend says "I'm not a baby" and walks on upstairs. Hubby and I sat down to eat which I couldn't finish my meal for I was too keyed up then. I sneak away from hubby to go talk to our friend but he's heading out the front door. I call his name and he just mumbles and I asked him to repeat and he said he's going to town to get something to eat and walks out. I followed him and told him to please stop for a second. I explained that "I talked to hubby about it and told him that some people are sensitive about others touching their plate or food and maybe that's the case with your anger and I'll tell you another thing and to your face, you said you're not a baby? Well you just acted like one by stomping off. If you have something to say, SAY IT. Don't go stomping off like that. We're all here for each other." Then he started to cry and I went to give him a hug and he was shaking so bad that I got really concerned. He came in and cried and cried. He still wouldn't eat though no matter how we tried to get him to. We know he's his own person and can do what ever he chooses but we're his friends and want the best for him. The next day he looked horrible again. I mean down in the dumps look, pale and slumped. I know it's his first marriage and all the crap he's been put through with the divorce has taken it's toll on him. His accounts were locked up by the judge till he could reach a decision and our friend had to borrow off of his dad to make it. I've even told him to keep his rent money till he can get things straight but he wouldn't hear of it. I still have it in my drawer for him just in case. A couple of days ago, friend wanted hubby to go to the cell phone store to get his number changed from an Arkansas number to a NC number. Hubby had things to do but told him to wait a few minutes and he'd go for he had some things to get for me. I was out of town running errands and going to my parents to return a outdoor decoration of hers that I repainted. Our friend snapped at him and said "If you don't want to go then say so!" Hubby told him there's the door. He left and hubby called me. I told him it's about time he calls our friends sister and tell her what's going on with him and how uncomfortable he's making us feel for we're walking on pins and needles and cracked egg shells. We don't know his family for he's so secretive. Just recently he's back on good terms with his son and daughter who are grown now and we don't know the story on it either. His sister said she'd keep it a secret that hubby called and would call him when she got off from work. She did and our friend was all smiles. When I got home, our friend was all smiles and in a joking mood. WHEW!! But still, I wonder if he's snapped. I told hubby that he needs to go upstairs when our friend is gone and search through all of his things to be d@mned sure he doesn't have a gun for I'm scared he'll use one on us during the night or at any time. Well yesterday our friend went to visit his sister for the weekend and hubby searched his room and went through everything to be sure he had no guns which he didn't - Thank God!! Sooooo there's my story, that's my song! Except that it isn't a song, that's for sure!! So you see why I haven't been on here much as of late? My nerves are at an all time high. We like the guy and need him for his rent and he needs us for moral support and friendship but yet is it worth our peace and sanity? NO!! But we're going to give it another shot and if he doesn't get his act together, out the door he's going. After all, it's our home that friend is in so he needs to get it together or get out. (SCREAMING!!!!!!!!)