In Which I Vent About Inconsistencies

Dear Weather/ Mother Nature/ God,

We need to have a chat. You have been quite peculiar lately, to say the least. Lets review the last few days so I can show you just how ridiculous you have been. On Monday morning we set out for the lake to enjoy Memorial Day like many others. We all awoke to blue skies, minimal breeze, and pretty high humidity. Basically, it was great boat weather but even better wakeboard weather. We were excited, relaxing in our seats, heading for a near empty lake on a gorgeous day. We were unsuspecting fools, having no idea what the next few hours would hold.

With the boat successfully launched and the skies still a brilliant blue, the Kid and I decided we would take a few turns on the tube before continuing to break our bodies into wakeboard shape. Once our arms were dead from clinging on for dear life we decided to pack away the tube and let the dad have a few ski runs. Now I will be honest weather, we didn't let him go first because we are nice but rather because our arms were dead. However, during his ride you took a nasty turn and your blue skies quickly changed to overcast. When the dad was done we thought we would let the Kid show off her wakeboarding skills but you had other plans for us.

Before the Kid could even place her board in the water you decided to throw lightning our way, quickly followed by thunder. We flew across the lake, heading for the now crowded boat launch, with the hopes of pulling out and heading for home as fast as possible. While the dad tried to quickly find the truck and back the trailer into the water, we got to feel the harsh effects of your onslaught of spring storms. You pounded us with torrents of rain, shot us with bullets of hail, and tossed us like rag dolls with your unrelenting wind.

Weather, I just want to know, what did we do to you? We were just trying to have a nice relaxing Monday holiday on the lake and you turned our joy to heartache rather rapidly. Please consider changing your ways before we try to enjoy our time out on the lake once again.

Today you once again acted like a petulant child and could not decided whether you wanted to storm or be sunny but that is a story for another day.

Love or something more akin to betrayal,

Jess

Peace.