"What there isn't any regular sausage?" a gasp was heard around the grey and blue supermarket whose barren shelves have been stalked by the locals. "What will we do if we have an ice day on Thursday without breakfast sausage?" we wailed.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is the MAJOR dilemma Mr. Nabors and I had to solve as we raced through Wal-mart to grab our needed groceries before someone else could snatch them.
It truly is amazing to me what a weather report will make people (including myself) do to be able to provide for their families. There were holes on the shelves where many staples had once sat. I couldn't believe stuff was so picked over already.
As we got into line, the people behind us had eight gallons of water. EIGHT GALLONS!! It's amazing what a buggy packed with items can do to a person who does NOT like to walk on Texas ice!
(That would be me, and that story is for another blog!)
I started to rethink everything that I had put on the conveyer belt! Frantically, looking for Mr. Nabors, I needed assurance that our few items were enough.
"Yes, yes, you are right." I agreed. It is ONLY one day!
I hope we survive!!