photo by my Susan
I’ve been betrayed. People I’d grown to believe in let me down. Is this really true? Does this mean I can’t depend on them anymore? I was promised sunshine, not only for yesterday, but for the whole weekend too. It didn’t happen!
It used to be I never took weather predictions seriously. They were so often wrong, it was easy to think some beautiful young woman from Romania had convinced the powers that be she could tell the weather by placing her finger on her forehead while facing north. She was usually wrong, but so was everyone else in those days.
Besides, the girl had chutzpah and sex appeal, so they continued to employ her. Why not. no one actually counted on the accuracy of those predictions. We were smarter than that.
She had chutzpah and sex appeal
meteorologist with fancy degree
These days, professional ‘meteorologists’ with fancy degrees tell us what is going to happen and show computerized ‘proof’ of why and when and what we will get weather-wise for days to come. It looks real enough, and it’s on television. Doesn’t that mean it’s true? I’ve grown to depend on it. I dress accordingly before venturing out each morning. Well, this week they’ve let me down big time.
The other day my legs practically froze on my morning walk. The next day, I wore leggings under my jeans, layered my clothing, covered my head in a wool cap, wore my gloves and wrapped my scarf carefully round my neck. I was prepared. The sun shone so brilliantly and it was so warm, you could have fried eggs on the sidewalk. (Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but I had to take my gloves off, unzip my jacket, and tear off my hat — totally ruining my high class hairdo.)
I shivered with cold
I don’t give up on people just like that folks. Promised more sunshine for the rest of the week, yesterday I left my warm clothes at home and set out feeling noble because after lunch, I’d be going to my exercise class. It rained. It poured! The wind blew mercilessly. I shook with cold. Rain drops gathered on my glasses. I could have used windshield-wipers for them. My bare hands were so cold my fingers felt like icicles and I could hear those experts howling with laughter at my distress. It’s a conspiracy I tell you!
Do you mean I can’t depend on those meteorologists who sound as if
computerized weather chart
they really know what they’re talking about? They display their knowledge of scientific charts dealing with the atmosphere as if they really know. They wave their hands right across the country with such assurance. Is it possible they really don’t know????
Might as well place your finger on the center of your forehead, face North, and predict the weather yourself.
View from Over the Hill 
Hi Muriel.
Another thing about the weather segments on TV shows is that they go on and on and on. Enough already! Just say what you have to say succinctly. Who wants to hear endless weather talk, especially when it’s wrong a lot of the time?
Glad I got that off my chest!
See ya’ —
Neil
Weather is a wonderful thing Neil: One can always complain about it. Cheers, Muriel
Muriel, So true about the TV weather forecasts. All the broadcasters speak with such authority that listening and watching them on TV has become like entertainment. I personally watch the TV station that has the most attractive meteorologists (females of course) so that if the weather forecast is unpleasant at least the view is not. Giggle. Seriously though I remember driving on Sheridan Street in Hollywood, Florida and the radio announcer said, “warm and sunny all day”. As he was talking there was a sudden downfall of rain. I was tempted to call the station to report the error but my cell phone battery was on low. I have discovered the best way to know the weather is to see if your arthritis is better or worse in the morning. If it hurts expect rain. If it doesn’t expect sunshine. Almost as accurate as the beautiful model in your blog touching her forehead.
True Joe: I should pay attention to my old bones. What they say about our weather in Vancouver is: ‘If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.’ It does vary. Thanks for reading, Fondly, Muriel
You’ve brightened my day! A sense of humour always helps! Vancouver weather is so changeable that the meteorologists must have quite a time of it, with their predictions. At least we don’t live on the East Coast of the U.S., where they’re experiencing winter storms the past few days….to say nothing of the Siberian cold that Europeans are in the midst of. Here on the South Coast, “Outlook for tomorrow: a mix of sun and cloud, with a 30% chance of showers.” Carry your umbrella, just in case!
Sure enough Val: It rained on me this morning. The meteorologists must be mad at me for questioning their knowledge, so they got the heavens to urinate on me again. Ha. Cheers, Muriel
Meteorology might have a bit more merit than astrology! I haven’t confirmed but that’s my suspicion
Hey Vinson: What’s the weather like in China where you are now. Thanks for commenting. Love, Muriel
Muriel, I don’t mean to rain on your parade but stop bad mouthing the weather people. It’s not easy to screw up up the weather and do it with such authority while getting paid $ 100,000 a year. If these schnooks weren’t messing up the weather , they would be on welfare as they have no other skills. Don’t expect them to be right more than 50% of the time.
You and I chose the wrong professions Brian: I’m convinced even I could do better than these experts. Love, Muriel
Who needs a weather girl whe you are our sunshine Muriel with your entertaining blogs – rain or shine.
Don’t be so hard on the weather people on TV. They are just doing what they are told.
And it isn’t their fault when they study the patterns, and then a wind comes along and blows
their theories to you know where. Just a job, and if it isn’t raining, it will be, and visa-versa.
So that’s the way it goes! I’ll remember that. If it isn’t raining, it will be….. Chuckle.
Dear Muriel,
No you can’t rely on weather reports these days . I just wear cool clothes every day as I hate any weather above about 24 degrees.I live with fans on in every room and have two in our bedroom. You would laugh at our bed as Tony feels the cold and has a sheet plus blanket over him and I sleep with just a sheet on me. We have the fan on even in winter.I have bare legs most of the year!
True Barbara: Every body is different. Mine changes all night long. Too hot, then too cold. Oh, well. Cheers, Muriel
Aw shucks Tony: You’re sweet. Cheers, Muriel
Haha, loved this! And couldn’t agree more.
Glad you enjoyed it Jaya: I had fun writing it too. Cheers, Muriel