One of the biggest mid-term elections in U.S. history promises to be a wet one around the central Midwest. Decision day, while soggy at times will at least be one of the warmest on record with highs (despite the dreary conditions) destined to hit 65 to 70 degrees. Here's a meteogram of what conditions are expected to be like throughout the day and evening (specific to the Quad Cities) if you are headed to the polls. Notice the low is 62 and the high is 69. Rain chances are at

As showers cross through the region Monday afternoon, the air feels unlike the season. Blustery southerly winds will continue through the evening and overnight, gusting over 40mph at times, sending more moisture into the area with even more rain on Tuesday. Tuesday, Election Day, looks like a bit of a rough one for the area with wind and rain. Showers and a few thunderstorms will continue through the evening and overnight, especially west of the Mississippi River. Rain chance

We are going to kick off November with some excitement across the region with a fairly strong storm system bringing rainfall and strong wind gusts to the region. Through Wednesday, the sound of the spam election calls and texts will join the sound of the wind as we will be dealing with a pretty good storm for this time of year! Without the cold air in place, this will be a rainy affair, but it could set a good precedent for the winter to come. A big bowling ball in the upper

Slowly but surely the regional weather pattern is evolving into one that brings a significant storm to the Midwest next week. And, like the wicked witch of the west says, It will get you my pretty...and it will. Fortunately, considering it arrives in November, its worst impacts will be a soaking rain and gusty winds, far from the harsher elements of cold and snow which can rear their ugly heads at anytime now. Before we get to next weeks forecast challenge, most of you are aw

Before we get to the nuts and bolts of Halloween, a little bit about my day Thursday. After 1/10th of an inch of rain Wednesday night, the first in 12 days, skies cleared early (as I said it would). I was blissfully eating my brown sugar pop tarts staring out at a cobalt blue sky. I was an uneventful morning until Carolyn strolled in and said, hey do you want to come with me and Nimbus (our dog) to Swiss Valley Nature preserve and walk the trails? Before the words got out of