This is what our country roads looked like when we left the house this morning. We had to make a stop in Oak Grove to get gas.
QuikTrip was very busy, with people waiting in line for a pump.
It's very painful to fill up our pickup; it has two tanks, and gets ten to twelve miles per gallon; now you know why we don't use it often.
Over sixty-one dollars. Nice.
At least I-70 is dry.
Sam's Club wasn't crowded.
There was no other place to put our stuff; good thing I didn't buy much.
Then we went to Smokehouse Barbecue.
We had deep-fried cauliflower dipped in Ranch dressing
and split a sandwich. After all, celebration was in order: we survived cabin fever!
The country roads were looking much better on our way home.
Thanks, Cliff, for taking me away.
