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A trip to North Carolina wouldn't be complete without a visit to the Schrontz's... They are so special to us and we have such a long history that I just can't imagine what my life would have been like growing up without them. I am very happy that our travels will allow us to visit with them more often then in the past.
It was great to see Cindi (yup, spelled with 2 i's) and her hubby, Dave. North Carolina certainly does seem to agree with them all...



Even Sammie was welcomed into the fold. Looks like Mary and Les just may be getting a new dog. Sammie's job there was done!!!

May 1st Hi, it's Jimmy again!
We spent 2 days (Saturday & Sunday) in Durham seeing my mom. We got to show Mom the new coach. We couldn’t get the coach very close to her apartment so she had to walk about a ¼ mile to where we had to park. We took her for a ride to Costco and she was so happy to be able to help me drive... No back seat drivers license needed!
This visit to Durham was the first time that we ran into the problem of not having a car to drive around. We intend to rent a car when needed but this stay was going to be short and we(I) decided to not rent one on this trip. We(I) also decided to cut the visit short because it was too awkward to get mom in and out of the bus after her having walked so far to get to it, remember, she’s 93 now! Another factor in the short stay was that we were staying in the Wal-Mart parking lot and it was under construction during the week. Our visit to Durham was on the weekend and come Monday morning our wakeup call was going to be early and loud and we would not have been able to leave the bus in front of mom's place like on the weekend. We(I) decided that we would come back to Durham and we would have a car or a rental and we’d have a proper parking spot for Zorma. Needless to say, Mom was thrilled to see us and we were sorry to leave.



She is an amazing lady, always the "Southern Belle"!

5-11-10 The adventures of “Super Nonny”…
Took the kids to Wally World to get them new scooters. They were still using the little baby ones from when they were like, maybe 3… Em is 9!!! It was high time to retire Spiderman and the Princesses.
So we walk into the store and “Oh look”, there is a Dunkin Donuts in this WM. So Nonny, being the HUGE sucker that she is buys the kidd’s a donut. While I was waiting to pay for the milk and Gdad’s soda the young girl (maybe 17) who was waiting on me keels over and faints and I hear this “CRACK” when her head hits the floor. So I run around to try and get behind the counter where she is, but can’t find any kind of opening so I just figure I’ll jump over the counter.
RRRRI G H T! First off, the counter was about 3 feet tall so I couldn’t get enough arm strength to lift this fat, old body onto the counter. So Jimmy comes up behind me and lifts me up by my rump and I stand on the counter and try to step past the cash register but didn’t have enough clearance and my left foot caught the top of it and it knocked me off balance and I went crashing down into the rack of freshly made donuts! Landed all my weight on my right leg, which immediately gave way and I went down almost on top of the original patient… :) So, now she is coming around and trying to stand up, and I am in waaaaaaaay too much pain to stand up so I drag her back down onto the floor with me and tell her to just sit for a minute. By then the jerk of a manager finally gets over there and he is waaaaaay more worried about the cash register that just exploded all over the counter. Jimmy is furiously trying to put the cash register back together with his handy-dandy little tool kit he always carries around with him... Meanwhile, I take turns massaging her bumped head and my screaming knee and we sit and just talk for a few. She says she has low blood pressure and we chat about blood tests etc and she finally gets up and goes to call her mom and then the full impact of what I’d just done to myself becomes perfectly clear as I now have to get up off the floor… That is very tough for me on a good day! But, I managed to drag this fat ass off the floor bringing powdered sugar and colorful sprinkles with me… I hobbled out of there under my own steam but it was not a pretty sight. Oh and then the guy wants us to pay for the drinks and tries to charge us again for the donuts I’d already paid for. He was such an ASS…
From there we went to the sports department for the scooters and I figured I might as well pick up a knee brace; I mean, I was already there…
We get back to the house and I’m in a world of hurt so we get out the ice bags and I spend the evening laying around, not even able to go upstairs with the kids or anything. Boo Hoo! Had to sing my goodnight song from the bottom of the stairs…
But I do get out to Zorma and Jimmy gets me in bed and I spend the next 9 hours in complete agony. So the next morning we get up and go to a local (yeah, local is always like 40 minutes away out here in the sticks) and get some x-rays and some crutches (and some Vicodin ‘baby’) and I am feeling sooooooo much better! :o)
No torn ligaments or broken bones, just a bad sprain… I am happy to report there is no surgery in my future, as I am sure Jimmy is too.
Today is day 3 and I am already walking with just one crutch.
I’m on the mend… YEAH!
From now on…
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…just call me Grace!