I am obsessed with the weather.
I check the seven day forecast. I check the ten day forecast.
I check the weather in New York where my son and future daughter-in-law live.
I check the weather forecast for my Midwest friends. I want to know what kind of meteorological day they are having.
I don't check the weather for my Pacific Northwest friends because I know what it's doing there at any given moment.
I know it's raining because I lived there for the vast majority of my life and that's what it was always doing.
I love storms. Big, loud summer thunderstorms. Lots of snow winter storms. I'm obsessed with hurricane season. If one is headed toward the states, I am checking the storm tracks with the same frequency as someone who lives on the Gulf Coast. I've been in Florida during August storms with thunder claps that could stop your heart. I've been in Kentucky driving down the freeway with tornado warnings all around. Being a former Pacific Northwest girl, I thought I knew rain. Ha! You don't know rain till you've driven through a severe storm in the South. And we won't talk about why we were driving down the road whilst tornadoes were swirling all around. Let's just say it starts with 'S' and ends with 'tupid'. Northern girls. We had no clue.
This has been a winter for the books, hasn't it? Ours has been colder and snowier than usual, but nothing like most of the country has been experiencing. Right now I only have a dusting of snow and my temps are in the 40's. Not very exciting.
So, indulge me. I would love to hear what's happening weather wise in your neck of the woods. Are you a Texan with snow on the ground? A Midwesterner encased in ice?
I'll grab a cup of cocoa and get my weather fix through all of you.