...and the temperature's only in the mid-twenties. Humidex value at 33. Those who know me well will know exactly what I think of this weather. It should be stuck, quite literally, where the sun don't shine.
Of course there's a severe thunderstorm warning out for us, and of course it's going to amount to no more than a couple of drips.
I always get so excited whenever Environment Canada consults their weather fairies and issues a severe thunderstorm watch or warning. I do have to be careful how I inform my wife about these things. I won't call her a "weather-wuss", but she doesn't have the enthusiasm for earthshaking storms that has always been a trademark of mine. And then there's the fact that she's perpetually confused as to which designation is worse, a watch or a warning. When I tell her that the watch means conditions are ripe and the warning means it's imminent or occurring, well, she unfailingly responds that it should be the other way around:
WARNING: THERE MIGHT BE SEVERE WEATHER AT SOME POINT WE DON'T KNOW WHEN OR WHERE.
WATCH: OUT! THERE ARE THREE F5 TORNADOES THAT HAVE YOU BRACKETED AND BRACED!!!
As usual, I can't fault her logic.
I do love severe weather, though. I've seen my fair share of it: six tornadoes have passed within a couple of miles of my location, and a downdraft took out our garage in Ingersoll in 1990.
I've always wondered why cyclonic storms seem to favour trailer parks. Yeah, I know, the mobile homes are sitting ducks, but how is it the tornadoes always know to head for the duck ponds?
Yup, give me window-rattling thunder, hail, high winds, maybe a tsunami: I'm in weather heaven. Of course, now that I own my own house, if lightning whacks a tree in my yard, and it falls through my living room window, well...
Hmmm. Maybe Eva's got a point. She favours Vancouver weather. Despite all the rain that place gets, lightning is front page news.
See you in Oz, everyone...
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