Posts Tagged “Weather”

What the hell happened to spring?

Does this look like an April 16 morning? I don’t think so either. Mother Nature forgot the rule that no snow is allowed after the river crests. When I track the bitch down …

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Another Lifetime Ago

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been interested in the weather. Somewhere around junior high, I decided that I wanted to go to college for meteorology.

I remember a family trip to Kasota, MN (in southern MN) … Mom, Dad, sister, Grandma, aunts, uncles, and cousins. I don’t remember exactly when this was, but it had to have been when I was in either 6th or 7th grade. We had a caravan headed  […]

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Can I pass this chance up?

Two of the items on my bucket list are to see a tornado with my own eyes and to go on a storm chasing vacation. I have been interested in the weather since I was in junior high. I love severe weather. I even went to college to pursue a degree in meteorology.

Today I found out that Reed Timmer & Joel Taylor from Storm Chaser are going to be in Hillsboro on Sunday.

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Can’t we ease into this?

I’ve lived here for 35 years … you’d think I’d be used to it by now. But I’m not. When it comes to winter, I’d be happy if it snowed on Christmas Eve and melted on the 26th. Hell … at least ease us into it. It started snowing on Saturday, but it was just flurries. Give us a few weeks of that before dumping feet on us.

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I won’t be home for Christmas

I had made plans to leave work today at 3pm, come home and finish packing, load up my car, fill up with gas, and head down to Mom & Dad’s for Christmas. I was hoping we’d make a trip to Wahpeton on Christmas Day or Saturday to see my Grandma. It’s only an hour drive, and I don’t think it would have taken more than 45 min to finish packing and load my car so  […]

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