GOSH, is there anything like a bad holiday pun? I thought not.
Crappy day for kites, which stinks because that’s what I gave each of the kids and it would have been nice to get them up so high that the police arrested us for interfering with local flight patterns. I would have been happy to get mine up more than 15 feet or so, but it was not to be. By the time the wind was picking up a little, it was getting darker and colder. I was so DONE with being outside. 3 hours or so is about my limit when the temp is only 50 or so.
This weekend went by fast. I’d like a do-over. Thanks.