October 2, 2021

Western Art Museum

I mentioned in my 2021 fall break post that Briana was presented with a wonderful opportunity to volunteer with a local art museum right before the break. If all goes well and she enjoys volunteering there, she can continue with this opportunity throughout her time in high school and beta club. 

As Briana was attending orientation, Doug and I were allowed to walk around and see all the exhibits. When Briana was finished, she walked around with us for a little while. The museum is Western art themed and it is really beautiful.
 
The entrance and outside grounds...

Beautiful Native American art and sculpture...

Civil War art gallery...

The old west...

Two true stagecoaches... 

The Alamo - of course...

This piece is made entirely of paper. Amazing...
 
Colliding cultures... 
 
Modern Western art...

Presidential galleries...

The museum has a signed letter from every single president - amazing.

I saw this guy standing in the distance and I totally thought he was real for a second - LOL!

My parents had taken Bri to this museum a couple of times when she was younger. There is a "hands on" kids section in the basement area - which we unfortunately didn't get to check out while we were there on that Saturday. I will go back and check it out another time.

Doug, Bri and I have visited a number of museums in the metro Atlanta area (pretty much "living" at the science museum when Bri was small) and I cannot believe we had never visited this one. I'm so glad we finally got the chance.

We decided to have lunch afterward, and we ended up at the last restaurant we had visited before the pandemic hit. We shared delicious appetizers (fried green tomatoes and fried calamari), Doug had a burger, Bri had chicken fingers and I had chicken francese - which was amazing...
 
And to top off a very eventful day, Briana drove us home...


I'm still not used to typing that!

I am so excited for Briana and this new experience for her. I really hope she enjoys it.

October 1, 2021

Apple Picking (Fall Break 2021)

 Once again, Doug, Bri and I made the trek up to the North Georgia Mountains during fall break to go apple picking.

I just realized that this was our tenth year in a row picking apples in autumn...

Apple Picking 2021 (BJ Reece/Ellijay)
This year was no exception (even though Briana is now 15 years old)...
 
The reason we choose this particular apple orchard to visit each year is it is the only one in the area (that I've found) that allows "u-pick" on a weekday. The other orchards offer visitors u-pick on the weekends.
 
We don't like to visit the orchard on the weekends. Weekends are a MADHOUSE.
 
We went to this particular orchard one time on a Saturday, and though there were a lot of extras and fun things for kids and Bri had a good time, it was just ridiculously crazy crowded and we swore we'd never go on a weekend again. The popularity of these orchards has increased over the years tremendously - and for us, it's just not worth dealing with the insane crowds. Especially now that Briana is older.

I follow the orchard on FB, and they mentioned that the apple trees have not been as plentiful this year. A late spring frost zapped the trees and killed a lot of the crop. All the orchards seem to be struggling to supply apples this year. I warned Doug and Bri that it might be a bust finding apples, but we would still walk through the orchard and visit the store and do all our other "fall-ish" type stuff.
 
We like to arrive when the orchard first opens in the morning. We get up pretty early in order to do so. With it usually being fall break in a number of counties, we always know the orchard has the potential to get quite crowded as the day goes on, even though it's not "weekend" crowded.

We arrived after 9AM, went straight to purchase our bags for our apples and walked into the orchard...
 
 The picture with the sign says visitors can pick across the street since there are so few apples in the orchard. Unfortunately, that only seems to be the case for the weekends. Only one side was open the day we went. 
 
It was a cool, clear, beautiful morning. The only apples available to pick were Rome Beauty. We went to that section of the orchard and tried to find some apples.
 
There is a petting zoo that families can visit on property (during the week and on weekends), but we only walk by it. We've never petted the animals there...
 

We are there mainly for the apples.
 
There are a lot of cats and kittens living at the orchard now. I've noticed a big increase in the last couple of years. They are adorable...

One particular cat followed us from the orchard back toward the parking lot. Bri was talking super sweet to him/her, so he/she decided to hang with us for a few minutes.

The trees were really lacking in apples unfortunately. We noticed a few trees that had apples higher up - and that is when Bri hopping on Doug's shoulders is extremely beneficial...

We picked enough apples to fill two small bags, so our visit was quite successful.
 
And my lovely family obliges me when I ask them if I can take a few group photos along the way.

As we were leaving the orchard to head to the store on property, car after car pulled into the rocky parking lot. So many filled with small kids. I had no idea how they were going to find any apples. It was difficult for us. And the orchard continued selling empty bags without really informing customers about what they were about to find (or not find) when they got into the orchard. I only knew because I saw the info online.

We dropped our apples off in the car and walked over to the store...
 
Jams, jellies, nuts, dressings, cider, fried pies, fudge, slushies, vegetables and of course apples were all available for purchase.

We grabbed a few things and headed out. It was starting to get more crowded and it was a perfect time to skedaddle.

We stopped at my favorite antique store in the town square...

Then we had lunch at one of my favorite BBQ places (yes, the one with pig hill)...

This was the first time I wasn't able to find the pig with Briana's name on it (see lower left pic in collage). I've been lucky enough to spot it each time we've visited since we bought it but not this time (they move the pigs around every so often).

We stopped at our favorite farm market...

And we stopped at another market we had never noticed before. It is going through renovations (and additions are being made - it will be quite large when it is done). They had some yummy things to buy, so we will be back...
 
The roosters in the front were so loud! And that jumbo rooster in the picture was really chill, but he looked like he wasn't going to let anyone mess with him.

After driving, picking, shopping and eating, it was time to head back home. It was another fun and quite successful excursion. I'm so happy that Briana still enjoys this tradition. We'll keep visiting as long as she wants to/is able. And who knows, Doug and I may continue to visit even if Briana isn't able to come with us anymore.  

So that was our apple picking day. My next post - the art museum!

Fall Break 2021

Hello all! Wow - it's been almost 3 weeks since I last posted. I guess life is slowly getting back to a sense of "normal" in our household, though it is more of a new normal now. We are still being as cautious as we can - still masking when necessary, limiting eating out and choosing restaurants that aren't crowded when we do, etc.  I know that I said in my last post that I would focus my next post on my trying to "fix" myself and working on self care. Well, I'm not quite ready to write about that yet. I'm still a work in progress and I'm still trying to figure some things out. I am definitely taking steps on that journey though, and I will write about it soon enough. 

Our family had a really nice fall break (which was last week), so I'd like to write about all that first. I usually make some plans to see friends/family during our breaks/staycations (I even managed that last year during the thick of the pandemic), but for some reason, it ended up being just me, Bri and Doug this year. Maybe it's because Doug's been pretty busy with work and Bri's been back at school. I just wanted to keep things low key - and I think Bri did too. We were really ok with it just being the three of us.
 
 Even though it was just the three of us, that doesn't mean we just sat around all week doing nothing. We were actually quite busy/entertained. We had a nice mix of busyness and down time.

Mid-Autumn Moon Festival landed on Tuesday during our fall break, so Bri and I made our annual/traditional moon cookies for the occasion. D, Bri and I were also able to moon gaze that evening. It had been raining for several days up to that point, so we thought we wouldn't see the moon at all that evening, but the clouds cleared just in time...
 

Bri and I also did a bit of shopping during our break (mainly Bri - heh). I loved spending some one on one time with her. One of our shopping days involved the two of us visiting our local mall. It is kind of sad how empty malls are nowadays...
 
 
So many stores are closed. But, uncrowded malls are pretty helpful when trying to social distance - so we were ok with it!

Right before fall break, Briana was presented with a volunteer opportunity at a local art museum that will allow her to earn points for Beta Club. Not only will she be able to be surrounded by art (which she loves), she will also get the chance to work with kids, so it's a wonderful opportunity.

So to start off our fall break, Briana had an interview and an orientation at the museum on that Saturday morning. While Briana was occupied, Doug and I got to walk through the exhibits (we had never been there before - my parents had taken Briana a couple of times). What a beautiful place. I will definitely visit again - especially now that Bri will be volunteering there. 
 
I will write a separate post on the museum visit...

Doug, Bri and I also took a day trip to the apple orchard (per our tradition) the Friday of fall break...

It was a gorgeous, cool fall day. We lucked out. I will write a separate post on our apple picking adventure as well.

People have a lot of opinions as to when the autumn/fall season "starts" for them. Of course, officially it's Sept 21st or 22nd. For some, it's when all the pumpkin-spiced stuff starts being sold. Some feel it starts right around Labor Day or when the weather cools. For others, it's when football starts back up or when their kids go back to school. 

 Since Bri starts school smack in the middle of summer, I dislike all things "pumpkin-spiced", I'm not a big football fan and the weather stays pretty hot in GA until October (sometimes you get some cooler days in mid-Sept), I don't really get that fall "vibe" until I visit the apple orchard. So for me, that is when it starts feeling like autumn has arrived.

 We had a very nice (and much needed) break even though we opted to stay home. We have an exciting trip to NY planned in November (fingers crossed all stays good), so we are really looking forward to that.

My next post...apple picking!

September 13, 2021

78 Weeks Behind Us (Yes Another Update)

 78.
 
78 weeks since coronavirus hit the state of Georgia full force.
 
I stopped counting the weeks on this blog in June. I realize now I probably shouldn't have stopped counting.
 
For some of you, this might be a "here she goes again" post. And you are not wrong - it pretty much is that kind of post. Yes, I do sound a bit like a broken record. I am definitely talking about this pandemic once again - sadly. My frustration level is starting to bubble up again and writing down my thoughts helps. The pandemic is still very much a substantial part of my life and I can't ignore that.

Yes, I'm still quite angry. Yes, I am really tired. Yes, I am very disappointed. Yes, I am quite disheartened.

There was a glimmer of hope in the summer when the pandemic quieted down a bit. I actually took my mask off more often. I went on a vacation. I thought maybe, just maybe, there was going to be some sort of end to this. The delta variant squashed that bit of hope pretty quickly. I am kind of angry at myself for letting my guard down, but I realize that is silly. I am vaccinated, so I do have a layer of protection from this and I don't feel as nervous going places now as I did before I had the vaccine.
 
I won't go back to doing weekly updates because it's just too depressing. But, I've decided to do this one "vent" post to get things off my chest - cause it's been a little while. And it is kind of funny to think about people I disconnected from on social media who said all this covid talk would stop last November around election time. I stated how ridiculous that was - and it totally was. A lot of things I have said this past year and a half have been pretty spot on. Honestly, I wish I didn't need to write another post like this - not with vaccine readily available in the states. But, here I am.

Look at this graph for GA...

In Georgia, numbers are just as bad now as they were back in the winter. How is this even possible when there is a vaccine? I look at this and just feel sick. Why can people take advice from actual experts? Listen to doctor and nurse friends tirelessly working in covid units and ICUs?
 
Personally...I watched a FB friend for a number of weeks (Bri's former preschool director) battle covid - go on a vent in the hospital and miraculously come off of it too - alive. It was not an easy journey for her at all, but she is coming back from it. She has a long road ahead of her, but she is doing well and is a fighter for sure. I have observed too many covid survivors become "long haulers." I have seen too many children become really sick lately. I have witnessed so many friends and acquaintances lose relatives and friends to this virus. I'm 48 years old and I have never in my life seen the amount of loss caused by one virus. This is not like bird flu, SARS or H1N1 - the scale of this is so much worse. Over 660K people have died in the U.S. alone from this virus since the beginning of this pandemic...
 
Those who act like they are not seeing the loss happening around them or proclaim to have not been touched by it in some way are purposely ignoring what is happening or they are lying to themselves and everyone around them.
 
A lot of people in my neck of the woods are still refusing to get vaccinated and refusing to have their kids vaccinated (the ones who are eligible), so this delta variant is pretty much everywhere around here now. Those who refuse to get vaccinated also refuse to wear a mask. It's unreal.

There is a GA woman on FB (a relative of a FB connection of mine) who has a brother in MS who has been on a ventilator for almost a month now due to covid and he is not improving (she makes her posts on FB public, so I can see them). No doubt her brother is unvaccinated. If he had been, he most likely could have avoided this. Yet still, this woman has a frame on her FB profile pic saying no to the vaccine, that she trusts her immune system and it's her body, her choice (which I'm pretty positive is only regarding the vaccine and not women's rights). How can she still subscribe to this thought process now when her brother is so very sick and possibly dying? Because there are propaganda-filled forces telling her the opposite of the truth and she is blindly believing it...
 
It's difficult to challenge or educate those who are so belligerent...

And for those attacking F@uci...
  
Sometimes truth is very difficult to accept I guess...

 I just wish people remembered this...

To give you all a bit of perspective about how Georgia is doing with all of this delta variant stuff...


ICU's are almost completely full here. Look at the southeast verses everywhere else.

I pray no one in my family gets super sick with something other than covid because there probably won't be a hospital bed readily available at this time.

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As you all know, Bri is back in school. She went the first couple of weeks without a mask hoping the vaccine alone would be good enough, but the daily covid numbers at the school started creeping up (we had 20 cases reported in ONE day at her school alone, and I can pretty much guarantee not everyone reports being sick). When that started happening, B voluntarily chose to put her mask on, even though she is vaccinated. Very, very few kids are wearing masks to her school. And we are quite confident that a LOT of students aren't vaccinated either. So, B puts a mask on each day now for an extra layer of protection and doesn't really think about it - which is a blessing. I am very proud of how confident she has been about all of this. I am not sure I would have felt the same way at her age.

 Right before she put her mask on at school, she unknowingly passed a head cold to me and Doug (she felt bad it happened, but we told her not to stress at all about it). She had a runny nose for a couple of days, so we figured it was just allergies because she never felt sick (I gave her a home covid test at the time anyway to be on the safe side - it was negative). Doug and I then got sick a few days after that around the same time. We then realized she did probably have a cold ("regular stuff" is obviously still out there). Doug was just a bit stuffy and a little worn down with it. Me - I was out of commission for about 5 days. I took several home covid tests during my sickness and all were negative. 

But this is why I am still nervous about covid. My immune system has already already proven many times that it is not the strongest - even when I was young, I came down with some really unusual things. Whatever comes through our house, I always get hit the worst. Covid would probably hit me super hard - even vaccinated.

 Bri luckily had put her mask on in the nick of time when a kid sitting right next to her in culinary class came down with covid about three weeks ago. And a kid at the next table (who had been coughing for days according to B) had it too. After only 4 weeks of going to school, Bri got the "close contact" notification.

I have been updating on FB about it...

Bri was summoned out of her American Lit class and sent to the vice principal's office. The vp notified her about the close contact, but he would not reveal to her which student was sick or what class caused the close contact. He then called me with her in the office to give me "options" about how Bri could continue with her schooling - asking me if she needed to go home or go back to class. Told me the "supposed" covid rules we had to follow. I told him she is vaccinated and she's already masking, so just send her back to class. I said she would continue to mask.

I told Bri she would be easily able to figure out where the close contact happened because of kids quarantining and wearing masks the next day around her. And that's exactly how she figured it out.

 The notification that day was an overblown "production" to make it "look" like the school administration is doing "something" about covid spread when they actually aren't doing much of anything at all. It still makes me angry to think about what they put B through that day. Really for nothing...

I definitely have moments of regret and question if we made the right decision regarding Bri going to this particular school...
 
But somehow overall, Bri still seems happy enough despite all the hubbub going on around her at school. She's getting good grades, she likes her teachers and her classes, she's talking to kids at school. For that, I am happy. So, I am trying to be ok with our decision. I'll just keep hoping and praying we don't get sick again (with covid or anything else).

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I also continue to deal with being in the minority when it comes to a number of issues where I live. I am still struggling mentally/emotionally with it for sure. But, I am here for the time-being, and I just have to deal with it.

 I wrote this on FB couple of weeks ago...


I do need this pandemic to end.
 
I am still shocked by the fact that vaccines scare people but unproven treatments are ingested like it's no big deal...
 

Actually posted on FB by Bri's pediatric office...

I know people might see me as a "downer" or a pessimist. I have admitted more than once that I am more of a "half-glass empty" type person. I have sadly had a lot of hits in my life that have contributed to that. But, I'd like to start thinking maybe I am really more of a realist than a pessimist...


It's not like I am never optimistic. If I was a total pessimist, I wouldn't have Briana in my life. I went through six years of struggle trying to build my family. If I never had any hope at all, I would have given up back then, but I didn't. I kept going somehow and brought my daughter home. 
 
I hope for the best and prepare for the worst. It's just how I am wired.

And just know, I will never agree to disagree when it comes to this pandemic. There is a right side and a wrong one. I'm usually a person who tries to see both sides of things. Trying to look at someone else's perspective. But when it comes to this, I just don't see two sides...

I have a couple last things to put out there...

And...

My next post will be a post about how I am trying to figure out how to get through the rest of this pandemic safely and sanely from this point on. I need to focus on self care and work on finding a happy place. Feeling this frustrated and overwhelmed this often isn't good for me - I need to fix it. For me, this all feels very traumatic. It will be difficult trying to recover from these last 18 months - since I'm still dealing with the pandemic (as is everyone else), I'm learning to accept and move on from severed and broken relationships, I'm trying to navigate very fragile and bruised relationships, all while dealing with health anxiety that transpired way before the pandemic hit - but, I am going to find a way. I will be left with a few scars from this - no doubt.

 It's going to be a journey, but I'm ready for it.

September 11, 2021

9/11 - 20 Years Later

Anyone old enough to remember that horrible day 20 years ago will remember exactly where they were  and exactly what they were doing when the attacks happened.

Including me.

This was my story...

http://waitingforbriana.blogspot.com/2008/09/always-remembera.html

 It is so difficult to believe it's been 20 years since that devastating day.

 For me, and everyone in the U.S., the nation changed that day. It triggered a different way of living. It gave us a different viewpoint of the world. We had to adapt to a new way of life. There was a pre-9/11 world and a post-9/11 world. So much changed due to one horrible day.

Visiting the NY memorial two years ago we very sad, stoic and humbling... 


After Sept 11, 2001, the nation came together to remember, to mourn, to grieve, to fight as one.

It is heartbreaking that 20 years later, due to such a toxic political environment and a life-changing pandemic, the nation is more divided than ever. Instead of people coming together for the greater good and trying to tackle a problem as one like we did 20 years ago, we are fighting each other instead.

I am not sure America will ever heal completely from these last few years. I am not sure I will ever completely heal from these last few years. I hope it does. I hope I can.

I wish September 11th had never happened. So many lives destroyed and altered that day. But sadly it did, and I hope one day we get back to that September 12th spirit of togetherness and camaraderie.

I can only hope.


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