Matt and I did nothing this weekend. Literally. We just relaxed and took some down time.
Brandy (my sister) and I however spent a couple of days out in 'strange country' this week. On Monday we took Madison (my niece) to the Babyland General Hospital...the birth place of Cabbage Patch Kids. There, we toured the facilities that are decked out in hospital equipment from what I can only guess were the 50's. You walk through the nursery, the clinic, the nurses station.....and into a large room in the center of the building where the Cabbage Patch kids are actually "birthed".
Yep, this place is as strange as it sounds! These are real Kids too, the ones that are completely fabric. Not the hard headed one's you buy at Wal Mart. So, Brandy and I walked slowly through this strange fun house, wide eyed and a little disturbed. An announcement came over the P.A. and startled us.....a baby was about to be born!
Apparently, Kids actually come from a cabbage patch under a tree. So, we watched as a women in a nurses uniform pulled a brand new baby girl out of the synthetic cabbage patch under the synthetic tree...what a sight! She even slapped the doll's behind! A little girl in the small c
rowd named her: Lucy Susan.
We let Madison pick out her first baby doll, which was really the fun part. She stared at it in it's box like it was nothing she'd ever seen before. And the look on her face when she was handed the doll...priceless....we named it Matty Christy after her two "bodyguards" Chris and Matt.
From there (the Twilight Zone?) we drove to a town called Alpine Helen, which is in the Northern mountains of Georgia. The town is completely German themed...the buildings, the names of places...everything screams Deutch.
There we found the Black Forest Bear Park, a small bear rehabilitation center. We spent about two hours feeding a Grizzly cub, who was just feet away from us, apples and bread. I have a new found love and respect for bears. They are beautiful creatures.
Friday we took off for what is called the Georgia Guidestones. We have since nicknamed them the Redneck Stonehenge. An hour outside of Atlanta, in the middle of a field, there are several 20 foot stones with the "codes of conservation" written on them in multiple languages. English, Arabic, Spanish, etc etc. Truly a strange sight, in the middle of no where.
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