Fabulous Fall Day
So today has been a really GOOD. Not "good" in the callous, reply-type "yes today's been good day" sort of day. But rather the true meaning of the word, all around.
I woke up at 5 am to the crispness of what seemed to be the first real Saturday of Fall. For a northern girl, that means you need long sleeves. And it was chilly enough that I needed my tried and true Georgia hoodie, which I love. I saw a couple leaves begin to fall as well, which made me smile. I love fall. If it weren't for such a pleasant start to the morning with the weather and all, the fact that I was up at 5am would have probably sunk in and my euphoric mood would have been shot. But it wasnt.
What was I doing up so early on a Saturday in college football country? Preparing for one hell of a tailgate against our arch rival ...Marshall (snicker)? No. I was going to Atlanta for the Crohns and Colitis Foundation of America Walk, Xi Delta's annual philanthropy. And I totally didn't mind. I was actually excited. Contrary to popular belief about many drunk obnoxious Georgia fans, I don't mind not going to every single game especially when I can get up and do something that makes me feel like I am giving back and I still consider myself one hell of a football fan (I might receive hell for that comment, but if you've seen me scream at the TV or field during a game I think you might agree). Call it Karmic retribution, whatever. Plus, the phrase "and to hell with the thundering heard" doesn't have much of a ring to it in my opinion anyhow. But that is just me.
The drive to Atlanta was beautiful. The crisp morning turned into a cloudlessly cool autumn sunny day and the radio was playing great music of all genres - perfect to sing along to and so appreciated by me, who has no CD player in her car. Despite being plagued by pollution, Atlanta is such a pretty city on clear days. I forgot that, seeing as I hadn't had any real reason to drive through it in a while. This morning was a great time to remember.
The walk itself was so much fun. Simple, but fun. The sisters made for wonderful conversation as usual. Chastain park has such a presence for being in a big city. It made me feel like I wanted to live close to a park like that when I have kids. Xi Delta also raised more money than any other team involved in the walk. That is amazing to me and makes me feel good personally, since my life is affected by the disease in that my father has it. The CCFA gave us nearly $300 in Outback gift certificates as a prize for raising the money. We also won two Hawks tickets randomly in a raffle and many of the sisters were able to get items in the silent auction for pretty cheap.
After the walk, I went to work, tired, but feeling wonderfully peaceful. Work was busy and fun. People from the game kept coming in to order ice cream. The usual drunk obnoxious element to the fan base seemed to be a little diminished. It was more family oriented and the little kids were so much fun. I forgot what it was like to be a little kid and get ice cream. They get so excited. Plus most of them were dressed up either as cheerleaders or as Davids - Pollack or Greene. Very cute.
So now I am home, feeling exhausted but accomplished. It's laundry/watch either UT or UF lose time (since they are playing each other). And with that, it's a win/win situation either way.
I woke up at 5 am to the crispness of what seemed to be the first real Saturday of Fall. For a northern girl, that means you need long sleeves. And it was chilly enough that I needed my tried and true Georgia hoodie, which I love. I saw a couple leaves begin to fall as well, which made me smile. I love fall. If it weren't for such a pleasant start to the morning with the weather and all, the fact that I was up at 5am would have probably sunk in and my euphoric mood would have been shot. But it wasnt.
What was I doing up so early on a Saturday in college football country? Preparing for one hell of a tailgate against our arch rival ...Marshall (snicker)? No. I was going to Atlanta for the Crohns and Colitis Foundation of America Walk, Xi Delta's annual philanthropy. And I totally didn't mind. I was actually excited. Contrary to popular belief about many drunk obnoxious Georgia fans, I don't mind not going to every single game especially when I can get up and do something that makes me feel like I am giving back and I still consider myself one hell of a football fan (I might receive hell for that comment, but if you've seen me scream at the TV or field during a game I think you might agree). Call it Karmic retribution, whatever. Plus, the phrase "and to hell with the thundering heard" doesn't have much of a ring to it in my opinion anyhow. But that is just me.
The drive to Atlanta was beautiful. The crisp morning turned into a cloudlessly cool autumn sunny day and the radio was playing great music of all genres - perfect to sing along to and so appreciated by me, who has no CD player in her car. Despite being plagued by pollution, Atlanta is such a pretty city on clear days. I forgot that, seeing as I hadn't had any real reason to drive through it in a while. This morning was a great time to remember.
The walk itself was so much fun. Simple, but fun. The sisters made for wonderful conversation as usual. Chastain park has such a presence for being in a big city. It made me feel like I wanted to live close to a park like that when I have kids. Xi Delta also raised more money than any other team involved in the walk. That is amazing to me and makes me feel good personally, since my life is affected by the disease in that my father has it. The CCFA gave us nearly $300 in Outback gift certificates as a prize for raising the money. We also won two Hawks tickets randomly in a raffle and many of the sisters were able to get items in the silent auction for pretty cheap.
After the walk, I went to work, tired, but feeling wonderfully peaceful. Work was busy and fun. People from the game kept coming in to order ice cream. The usual drunk obnoxious element to the fan base seemed to be a little diminished. It was more family oriented and the little kids were so much fun. I forgot what it was like to be a little kid and get ice cream. They get so excited. Plus most of them were dressed up either as cheerleaders or as Davids - Pollack or Greene. Very cute.
So now I am home, feeling exhausted but accomplished. It's laundry/watch either UT or UF lose time (since they are playing each other). And with that, it's a win/win situation either way.