Martha and I hit the open road yesterday morning, down through Sparta, over to Mount Airy.
We were women on a mission, and my first “long” outing in close to 3 weeks.
We had big (although easily manageable) plans on my first official day of weight-bearing-boot-wearing.
Lunch at a favorite Mexican place, then over to get our hair cuts, a run-in (More like a hobble pushing a cart) to Dollar Tree for a couple of needed items, a stop of ice cream on the way home.
The before haircut tea-toast.
She was able to pull me right up to the curb where I had about 5 cautious steps to the front door.
The server seating us looked at me and I said “Table for two – as close as possible!”
Five more steps and we were seated in the nearest booth, chips delivered, drink orders taken and talking commencing.
Small Town Big News!
Mt Airy, NC is a sleepy little town made famous in the Andy Griffith era. It’s a cute touristy little place with a lovely downtown made for walking, window shopping – eateries, gift shops, antique shops and more.
But this little mishap made big news in this little town, and because it was there – we had to drive by it so I could see it for myself. YIKES!