The idiots are everywhere

Yesterday was windy. Like Dorothy in OZ windy. Like “Holy shit, it’s windy” windy. I lost Rock, Paper, Scissors and had to go buy dinner. When I got out

Mercifully, this is NOT sassy. She’s even smaller than this.

of the car at the Panda Express the wind literally propelled me across the parking lot.

While we were eating dinner, Sassy described her P.E. class.

Their coach decided that it would be fun to strap my daughter’s 4th grade students in parachutes to see if they could run against the strength of the wind pulling on the chutes. I understand that he also was wondering if any of them would get airborne.

Imagine the wry look I’m giving you right now.

As skinny as Sassy is, he could have used a Kleenix and she would have gotten airborne.

Can’t you hear the call from the front office now? “Um, Mrs. Bright. Hi. I’m just calling to tell you first that Sassy is fine in case you get any other calls about this. The firemen were able to get her out of the tree in the Target parking lot.”