Valentine's Day!
Daddy's Visit!
Prunes...or chocolate? haha
First sippy cup w/ apple juice!
The first time she sat up(I had another picture but somehow the camera "corrupted" the file. bummer.
so happy to see Uncle Timmy
Thursday I loaded up the car and headed down to Atlanta. Joe had to have a 2nd (and hopefully the last) surgery on his shoulder to clean out the scar tissue that formed from the 1st surgery. So Jolie and I headed on our way. Joe's surgery wasn't scheduled til Friday so we had originally planned to go to the Georgia Aquarium but because I have no concept of time these days we didn't arrive in Atlanta til 3 and the aquarium closes at 5. Oh well, next time! We spent the night in the hotel right next to Turner Field so that was nice. We had to get Joe to the hospital at 530am. WOW, was that early. I orginally was going to have him take a taxi but then I realized if it were me, I'd want someone to be there with me too. So we somehow managed to get out the door by 515 and make it to the hospital on time. How? I have NO idea. So we get situated and Joe all prepped and ready so Jolie and I head to the waiting area (where we were for *5* hours) ouch. Well we're just minding our own business and all of a sudden there's a tornado watch so they make everyone get away from the windows. Seems like an easy task, until you try to get the bebe, the stroller,the hundreds of toys I brought because 2 just wouldn't have been enough, the 449603846 bags we had to bring to the hospital, the stack of magazines I bought at the hospital to keep myself from becoming bored to death, and the snacks all away from the convenient corner spot we had in the waiting room. So after that ordeal I was talking with the nurse when this guy approached me while he's making himself a cup of coffee courtesy of Peidmont Hospital and asks me for 2 singles for the Marta. To which I idiotically replied, "sorry I only have a $20." Which, was true, but not the thing you want to say to someone who is "trying" to tell you how poor they are. I put trying in quotations because later I would find out he is not poor at all. So his reply after previously hearing that I was going to head to the cafeteria during this tornado watch was well can I catch you down at the food court when you get some change, I just shrug my shoulders and promptly stroll on outta there. Now, don't get all angry like omg I can't believe she wouldn't help this "poor" guy out. Well you see, this poor guy was dressed in all Sean John,(I'm not a purchaser of Sean John, I however know that this is not your Walmart brand clothing either.) So in any other case I would have offered to buy him a meal or something rather than give him the money but this time I didn't feel bad. Well after all this we make it down to the cafeteria and there he is trying his scheme on some other lady. A nurse later told me he comes in all the time trying to get money for "his kids, the marta, food" etc but he's not in need at all. Gah, I hate people who take advantage of other people's kindness. I guess all you can do is pray for them. Anyhow Jolie and I are just minding our own business at our 2 person table when all of a sudden this mexican guy comes and sits down at the table with us and just stares. No, the place isn't crowded. Yes, there are other tables available but he picks our table. WHY. ME. I don't understand. I'm just trying to have a bite of what looks like eggs, and a sip of OJ but I can't even do that. So to make a long story somewhat short, we headed back upstairs to wait until Joe was out of surgery. Thankfully the Dr. quickly thereafter came to talk to me and tell me everything went great and he should be in a room soon. This was 930. Well normally, I'd be able to go back to recovery to wait with him but since I had Jolie with me that was a no no and rightfully so because I wouldn't want to bring her back there anyhow. So 1pm rolls around and finally his room is ready. I'm quite pleased to say that Jolie was a perfect baby that day. No crying or fussing what so ever. Lucky, I know. :) So we head up to Joe and he's looking, well, like he just got out of surgery. Here's a pic:
Pitiful :(
Well that night we just stayed at the hospital til 8ish or so then Jolie & I headed back to the hotel. On the way we get stuck in a little bit of traffic and happen across a bum trying to smash open a broken down car on the side of 85. Yes, where everyone could see. Scared? Yes, I was. Atlanta is definitely NOT my favorite place.
The next day we head back around 11 to pick Joe up and then head back to the airport.
In much better shape today!
Fascinated by daddy's sling
On our way back from the hospital though we (I) got lost trying to get back on the interstate but luckily for us it worked out because we somehow landed up in the middle of the Ga Tech campus and noticed a baseball game had just started. Perfect! Much better than aimlessly walking around the mall for a few hours. It was kind of chilly but we just bundled up and headed in. I never thought Jolie's "first" baseball game wouldn't be at her dad's but hey, I guess we won't count it since we only stayed for a few innings haha
Yes. I have more happenings to write about but miss priss just woke up from a nap, so I must go see what potty presents she has waiting for me. Ciao!
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