The purpose of these virtual activities is to build relationships, improve communication, and boost employee morale. Examples of activity types include icebreaker questions, virtual campfires, and group fitness classes. Virtual team building activities are group games, challenges and exercises via platforms like Zoom, Microsoft Teams and Google Meet. Her hand will be on every bottle of wine that I make.You found our list of fun virtual team building activities for conference calls. Morgado Cellars represents her passion for life and how, even through adversity, she found something to be thankful for.
My wine is named for my amazing grandmother a woman who influenced me more deeply than any other person in my life.
Her family was everything to her, and I am proud to have her blood in my veins. Through the good and the bad she lived an honest life and always expressed her gratitude for all that she had. She gave my mother grief for not having my father’s coffee ready in the morning, and she made me wash my hands after playing with the dogs. Mary Morgado wore black leather gloves when she drove her Falcon, smoked cigarettes and drank Chardonnay. As I recall this story, I have to say that this must have been my first lesson in letting go, and moving on. “Yeah!” It was fun playing with the dough…and getting to eat hot bread right out of the oven was heavenly. The next morning when I woke, she was in the kitchen making sweet bread and asked me if I wanted to help her. Not because of the scolding, but for disappointing her. (I seem to recall a whack on the behind somewhere in there.) I cried myself to sleep. She very clearly and strongly looked me in the eye and expressed her disappointment in me. I thought that was so cool! Grandma took me by the arm and led me to my room. She was not rude and the door did not slam, but she stopped that woman in mid-sentence. After a few minutes of this, my grandmother told her that she would take care of it and promptly closed the door in the woman’s face. My heart started to pound 1) because I knew I was going to get in huge trouble and 2) because this woman was yelling at my grandmother and it was making me mad. She was waving her other arm and yelling at my grandmother, obviously very upset.
About 30 minutes after I got home there was a knock on the door and my grandmother answered it to find a very angry woman with the girl from the bus under her arm. I don’t recall what we were arguing about, but unfortunately the problem literally followed me home. Much later, when I was in the 7th grade, I got into an argument and pushed a girl on the school bus.
WORKING BUNNI HOW WE FIRST MET FULL
When I was young and full of mischief, my grandmother kept me in line, but she never tried to squash my spirit. As she walked back to the kitchen she was chuckling. She took both of my hands in hers, took a bite out of the bunny and kissed my gooey fingers. I offered her some of my chocolate, now melted and soft. Half-way through that newly earless and tailless bunny, my grandmother came up and gave me a hug and a kiss. I tore open the cellophane on my chocolate bunny with piercing focus. Eventually I sat on the floor and pulled the plastic grass out of my Easter basket, uncovering all the candy on the bottom I forgot all about that egg. After all, I found it fair and square! I did as I was told, but pouted for a good while afterwards. I was too young and headstrong to understand why she would not let me have the egg in that tree. I had more than most and I remember finding one egg in the crook of a tree, reaching for it only to hear my grandmother say, “Kimberly, you have so many already. I remember one hot April morning while hunting for Easter eggs with all of the other grand kids, I burst out into the yard ready to win! I was in a dress, which I hated, long curls that my mother spent too much time on (now falling out from running around trying to find all the eggs) and my little 5 yr old face, red and covered in perspiration. Mary Morgado was a strong, spirit filled woman who lived life fully and loved us unconditionally. If she was not baking bread or rice pudding, she was working in the garden or on her YoYo quilt. The mailman, which she knew for 20 years, got a fruitcake every Christmas and she always made the sign of the cross when she drove by a church. She always smiled and greeted anyone coming into her home with warmth and openness. I recall watching her interact with people and always speaking and carrying herself with confidence.
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