Yesterday I had to stop for groceries, or it would have been difficult to feed the family. I was running a fever and dad wanted to go out for breakfast to make it easier on me. Well I wasn’t going to argue with him about that. I figure I had to go out for my inhaler anyways so I might as well get the shopping I need done, done and pick of my prescription. The only thing I didn’t try to do was get life insurance rates by the time I got home I felt like death warmed over.
I have to say it seems like I never found the orange juice there, and I was looking for it. It seems that each cub food has a different layout. I found everything else I wanted, except the bison roast and the orange juice. Bye the time I was done in there I was tired, and feeling a lot worst. The cashier did a good job of getting us through the lines, at least they had more people checking out people then Target did. I needed a couple things from there, like Toilet paper the men don’t wanna use newspaper neither do I.