There seems to be some clutter in my head. This is not unusual, but I must tidy up a bit in order to get myself ready for the a-z challenge that starts this Friday. Since the nasal decongestant I took will only address the physical issue, let's air out the random in hope of more clearer breathing all around.
That being said, let's take a deep breath as we look at the cause for today's evacuation of the high school my daughter attends...
I doubt this is a Pintrest approved project, as the lettering is nowhere near fancy enough. This stunt caused the evacuation of over 2,000 people on a blustery thirty degree day. Due to the fact that kids could not simply be held outside until the usual procedures were followed, (yes, sadly there are usual procedures) busses had to be routed to the school to take students, well…elsewhere. Some ended up at the elementary school across the street and some went to the middle school, and I saw about ten busses that were just lined up at the far end of the parking lot as other schools in the district must have been considered out of range for the length of time they anticipated their efforts to take. It was over two hours before kids were permitted back into the building. Luckily my daughter was somewhere I could pick her up from, as opposed to the those sitting on busses. I try not to dwell on each email that comes explaining what prompted the latest evacuation, and do not envy the administrators who become responsible for the safety of our children. I appreciated the relatively organized scene I found when I went to bring my daughter home. It is a frightening thought that these threats seem to have become almost commonplace in our district. Ugh, I can't really say anymore about this right now.
Maybe a baked good would help?
Oh, but nothing of the poop extruder variety please. Maybe something lighter and fluffy? Fanciful even!
Ah, that's better! The magical transformation of heavy cream into whipped cream had me mesmerized the other day. Yes, I know it just beats air into the liquid, but I am a simple woman sometimes.
Another thing that makes me feel better? A little shopping. I admit that Kmart has never been a happy place for me, nor am I sure the EIGHTEEN flyers in our paper this week will lure me in.
May you find your blue light special today!