On Sunday my two hiking buddies and I went on a long, easy hike Halfway through one said, "I could sure go for a green chile cheeseburger" After that we couldn't think of anything else We cut our excursion short and drove to a restaurant that specializes in green chile cheeseburgers The restaurant was not very busy, but between the takeout orders and the outside diners, the staff was stretched thin We had plenty of time to read the extensive Covid warning notice near the counter Reading the notice caused my appetite to drop considerably Fortunately I gained it back when I got my food It was every bit as delicious as promised
January 27, 2022
I will say that I haven’t written in the past few weeks. The death of RBG, no justice for Breanna Taylor and the realization that my rights and my daughter’s rights as women are potentially 🤬🤬🤬 took over. I cried uncontrollably everyday last week and went from rage to listless depression throughout each day. Somehow we finally made it to the weekend where we had plans to travel to visit friends. I saw two other families that are extremely dear to my heart. We all had separate cabins and stayed at a lovely place that allowed us to hike and roast lots of marshmallows. The kids who have been friends since birth practically rejoiced in seeing each other, ran in the woods and created their own outdoor play. It felt like a private magical world that I never wanted to leave. Of course I was afraid we were all killing each other with potential COVID but we stayed apart the best we could. Not enough but all outside. My hope is to jump from magical place to magical place to survive. We are going away in 2 weeks again with other friends and are now isolating as we are staying inside with friends. We plan to pod with my parents at Christmas and I can hug my mom for the first time since March.
September 30, 2020