Saying Goodbye

10:54pm (Georgia time)
Well, Robert and I are here to say Goodbye to my sister as she is going to Japan for 3 years!!  Well, Okinawa, anyway. (I’m sure I spelled it wrong)  I can’t believe I MAY not see her for 3 years.  If we can go visit her during her training week in Hawaii, then maybe I will see her once a year.  But I can’t imagine that Roy wil agree to Hawaii if Jamaica could be a possibility.    But I’ve mentioned it to him 2 times, now and he hasn’t shot the idea right down.    That might be good. 
This visit has been interesting.  Starting with our Air Tran flight out of San Diego.  (That got delayed and it was already a late flight to begin with).  So first they charged me $15 to have a piece of luggage checked to GA, then they delayed me.  Then they threatened that we may not be ab le to fly at all if we miss the 11:30pm deadline to get off the ground.   So they collected strollers at the gate instead of at the entrance to the plane  That made it so I had to lug the baby in his carseat and carry my carryon bags at the same time all the way to the plane.  It worked out ok.  Then they stop me at the airplane and begin a search of Robert’s carseat for a sticker that says the carseat is safe for airplane travel.  (all this while we are at risk of not making the deadline to fly)  after not finding the sticker they dec ided it fell off the carseat.   So they finally decide that I will need to hold the baby during takeoff and landing and that he may sit in the seat all other times of the flight.  Yeah right!  I held him for takeoff cuz he was scared.  But for the landing he was asleep and I left him in his carseat..  No one even noticed.  Thank goodness.  That wasjust the beginning of my trip.  Then I spent the morning with Lisa.  Well, actually, I was so tired I took the baby when we arrived at Lisa’s and we laid on the bed to take a Very Much Needed nap.  I slept for a while and when I awoke, Lisa was outside having a garage sale.  Well, she was in her garage.  At some point she showed me around her place and I saw all the great toys she borrowed for the baby.  since then we’ve picked up Allen and then Mom and Dad arrived the next day.  The days have been chalked full of food, poker, Wii playing, bickering slightly (me and Phyllis, me and Allen), and spending time with family.  Everyone for the most part seems to enjoy being with Robert.  (Allen just made a comment last night about being "all babied out" )
Lisa has been recovering very well from her back surgery.  So much so, in fact, that I forget she IS healing from surgery.   She’s been quite busy with family and getting ready to move to Japan.  I haven’t had much alone time with her.  But I am very grateful for the time I have had to spend with her. 
To explain about my Aunt Phyllis and our "bickering":  Well, I guess it wasn’t really bickering.  This is what happened.  After a breakfast/brunch at J. Christophers restaurant in Atlanta we were waiting outside the restaurant.  everyone is milling around saying their slow goodbyes.  I was holding the baby, and my arm was getting sore.  I knew if I put him down he would try to run away/escape, or run in to the street.  or I’d put him down in time for my dad to say it’s time to go, then I’d have to bend over to pick him back up again.   Well, Phyllis just suggested that I put the baby down and make him stand and hold my hand.  I thought it might work if he weren’t so tired, and there werent’ so many people around, I don’t know.  Aunt phyllis was very insistant that I should be forcing him to stand and hold my hand.  Strange.  I didn’t listen to her.  Then when we were driving back to Lisa’s we had the next problem.  It was a bit of a drive (maybe a half hour or so) and Robert was getting fussy.  I could tell he was tired.  Aunt phyllis asked me an interesting question, would I mind if she and John took Robert for a ride.  I said no, when was she thinking of doing this?  She said as soon as we got to the house.   well, considering that the baby was ALREADY fussy in his carseat seemed like a no brainer to me.  It’s not a good tiome to take a ride, but maybe after his nap.  Well, Aunt phyllis acted as if I didn’t trust her with the baby then.  And when it was said that the baby was fussy and uncomfortable, she made a snide remardk about well, what was the point of life, then if it wasnt’ to always be comfortable!!  well, in my 15 month old’s life, I b elieve his life should be comfortable.  As comfortable as possibe, cuz one day soon he’ll start to learn that life isn’t always peaches and cream.  and then he’ll never be able to go back to the beautiful comfort of babyhood.  So let him enjoy it now I say.   The cool thing about the whole incident is after we got home Phyllis and John left to go to the hotel (sans Robert)   My Mom came upstairs tom my room and told me that I handled Phyllis very well by holding firm in my decision and offering her to take the baby later.  That was cool.  Lisa said it was weird to hear and that it sounded like Mom was talking to her and not to me!!
Today Phyllis tried to stimulate more shit.  Tracey came to visit me.  I was good and didn’t smoke any herb all day.  I had nothing.  Trae came into town and we visited for a while together and still did nothing.  We went outside for her to have a cigarette and when we returned into the lobby of the hotel Mom and Dad and Phyllis and John were staying at,  Phyllis looked up from thier dominoes game and said I had very red eyes and gave me a knowing look.  WHAT?!  I did not toke, nor did I do anything to give me red eyes!  WHY would she say such stupid shit in front of my parents I wonder.  I juust commented that I shouldn’t have red eyes as I practically got enough sleep that night.  Then she insited on looking up from the game to ask if I’d been crying cuz my eyeys were so red.  What busllshit.  My eyes weren’t even red!!  Tracey loked and could tell they were fine.  SO STRANGE.  what was that all about?!
the bickering with allen this morning wasn’t that bad.  Just tired of his attitude(last night saying he’s all babied out and moved off the couch during a movie just cuz the bbaby was sitting with me)   and then calling Tracey a drug addict and making little snide comments wasn’t appreciated.  Hopefully we’ve moved beyond it now.  Don’t really know. 
Must go to sleep as I’m falling asleep now.