This is it. Today is my last ‘in-a-row’ day at the TV station.
It’s funny. I love my job, but after working 20 of 21 days, I’m ready to leave it for a little while. My short term goal is to lay back and do nothing. I’m not sure that’s in the cards.
When you forecast the weather, it’s tough to get away from it. This afternoon I got calls from my friend Farrell, flying from Palm Springs, CA to Warsaw, Poland via Chicago.
Chicago… December… Doh!
He made his connection and is sipping champagne somewhere over the murky Atlantic on LOT Airlines Flight 2.
My sister, brother-in-law, niece and her husband weren’t so lucky. They called from DTW (Detroit Wayne County), on their way from Ft. Lauderdale to Milwaukee.
Again: Detroit… December… hello!
MKE was closed for plowing and their flight was cancelled! Later, Detroit would get a taste of winter.
While I was answering some weather question, my niece (who I easily could have dropped as an infant) made a snide comment about my forecasting abilities.
God is good. She’s stuck in Detroit atoning for her sins.
Snow is coming here Sunday night. I intend on observing while wearing pajamas.
Blogger’s addendum: Farrell, upon arrival at Frederic Chopin Airport in Warsaw, sent this correction:
Thank you for including me in your blog entry. It’s always fun to see my name in print!
I’d like to make one small correction, while commending you on your PinPoint (TM) forecast. Over the “murky Atlantic,” I was sipping Chateauneuf du Pape, which is the most famous Cotes du Rhone wine in France. It was delicious.