True stories about being married to a TV Meteorologist

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My baby went viral when he was 8-days old. Not many people can say that. It’s a blessing and a curse. Obviously I wanted everyone to see how amazingly cute and perfect he was, so the perfect platform was to debut him on his daddy’s on air broadcast; but the anxiety behind the scenes that lead up to him going viral was out of this world.

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It was stressful enough going through 9-months of pregnancy and going through birth; but after all that is done our entire life had been changed forever. When we brought that little person home, nothing was ever going to be the same, and our family of two had to morph into a family of three and find our new ‘norm’. It was a crazy whirlwind of “now what do we do?” and “is that normal?” or “am I doing this right?” We were amazed that we could actually keep baby alive hour to hour because we had no idea what we were doing. Google became my  best friend. All the prep work and research I did during pregnancy went out the window and I suddenly acted like I had a frontal lobotomy. My brain was mush. I had no idea what I was doing. I was in survival mode.  IMG_1512

When Caden was 5-days old we had to do the Pinterest thing and get his newborn photos taken. Seems easy enough, right? Just feed baby, give him a bath, change him, pack him up, drive to the photographer; take an hour’s worth of photos, call it a day, wait a few weeks and get adorable family portraits and baby photos back, post photos on Facebook to show off your perfect new family of three and no one will know all the chaos, anxiety, and crying that lead up to it! I call bullshit on any newborn photoshoot. The perfect images you see are equivalent to wearing a blood diamond. It’s a nice end product, but you don’t want to know what went into getting there. I will tell you what goes into it. New parents have a 5-day old baby that is on no schedule. Baby does what they want, when they want, and the parents just have to go with it and run around like a bunch of lunatics to get baby ready. Stepping out of the door and getting into the car is a whole new ballgame when a baby is involved.

The car ride over, Caden cried the entire time & Aaron and I were arguing about how late we were, and how we were going to be late to everything the rest of our lives and how we need to plan better in the future and blah, blah, blah. The poor photographer had to put up with us being overly tired, exhausted, and mad. I literally told her to just take the baby and do what she needed. I didn’t care at that point. I told her to take the naked photos of baby, use her props, work her magic, so I could sit down and take a breather. Could I even sit down for 5-minutes? NO! Baby needed fed! At this point I just whipped out my boob for all to see, let baby nurse, gave him back to her, started crying, and stepped outside to pout. Yes, I took a mommy time-out. Yay hormones. So, why I dive into all of this is to set a precedence to what was needed to get Caden on-air ready.

We decided last minute to put Caden on-air. HAHA, I know, what the heck were we thinking? My mom had come into town at that point, so we had a 3rd adult with us, a real adult, who wasn’t sleep deprived and had her wits about her, so I felt confident with her help we could do it. We were able to feed and bathe baby, get him in the car, and drive him to the station.

(Side note: on our way there, the truck in front of me on the highway lost the couch on the truck-bed. A huge couch fell in front of my car, on the highway, with a newborn in the backseat. If that doesn’t give you a minor heart attack, I don’t know what does. Don’t worry, I came to a stop and swerved out of the way, but you can imagine the adrenaline I had pumping through me by the time we got to the station, I believe that adrenaline push is what allowed the on-air appearance to happen).

Aaron and I carefully planned the song and dance that was about to happen. He’d step on screen, I’d have baby off to the side, he’d motion to me to hand baby to him, he’d easily accept baby, do an entire weathercast, and hand baby to me if needed. Sounds simple enough right? Well what you see in the video below makes it all look like that, but what you don’t know is Aaron had never held a baby before, and was still VERY uncomfortable with Caden. So the very thought of me just handing an 8-day old baby over to him was a lot more difficult than one would think. I had to place baby in his arms so that he didn’t have to adjust him all while he seamlessly continued the weathercast without pause or any ‘um’s, ah’s or em’s’. I gave baby to him, (in my mind I was praying he didn’t drop him), when baby started to fuss, I took him back, and Aaron finished his weathercast. To the viewers it was great! To me, I was sweating bullets wondering how my boys were going to pull it off.

Thankfully next to the weather center there are soundproof editing booths that I ran into with the now screaming baby during the newscast. I don’t think the viewers heard, but I have no idea. I was just hoping it was all done successfully. I stayed in the soundproof booth for the rest of the show, lights off, boob out, nursing baby, and one-step away from wearing a strait jacket in a real padded booth.

By the next day, my baby went viral. The weather segment was featured as the ‘feel-good’ story in over 15 cities and was all over Facebook.

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The “what the heck did I get myself into” face

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Many people come up to me and ask me what it’s like to be with a husband that is on TV. “It must be so glamorous” they say. “I bet you get a lot of perks!” they chant. “I saw him on TV last night and this morning, whats up with that?” Ding, ding, ding! There we go, my first real question about the ‘perks’ of being a TV weatherman Meteorologist. Once you actually start watching the news as much as I do, you seriously start noticing the crazy schedules that the weathermen Meteorologists have.

A TV weatherman Meteorologist will have a ‘schedule’ of sorts for the position they have at their station. There is the Chief weatherman Meteorologist that works prime time nights, the Morning position is self explanatory where they will work the morning shows, then you will have other positions that work the weekends, noons, sister stations, etc. All of them will eventually have to fill in for another weatherman Meteorologist with or without sufficient notice. Someone will undoubtedly get sick, have a family situation pop up, car problems, work an extra shift the previous day and be able to make up time by getting someone to pick up a shift they were scheduled for the next day, etc., etc., etc.

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While the rest of us work our normal Monday-Friday 8am-5pm job, TV weatherman Meteorologists can work any of the 7 days of the week, morning, afternoons, nights, split shifts, 12 hour long shifts, no shifts, 6 hour shifts, studio shifts, live shot shifts, tag-teaming the studio shifts, tag-teaming live shot shifts, babysit storms that may or may not develop shifts, making new graphics shifts, school talk shifts, new computer training shifts, 10 days in a row shifts, 15 days in a row shifts, holiday shifts; yes, I can keep going, but at this point, you get it.

I feel like I’m living in the movie “Office Space” sometimes. Aaron will literally work his butt off for 8 days in a row (refer to shifts above), he will FINALLY get a day off and he’d have to go in for TPS report training (if you don’t understand what I’m referring to, stop reading right now and watch the movie “Office Space”- and while you’re at it, watch some episodes of “The Office”- and you might as well watch the movie “Twister” just to keep up with my bloggisms):

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Just to give you a peak into the “Brackett” life here is what Aaron’s schedule was this past week:

Saturday: 2:00p-7:00p, dinner break, back in at 8:00p-11:00p

Sunday: Worked on graphics in the morning and afternoon, came home for dinner, went back to do 10:00 show after the football game was over-the show was delayed because of the game, so therefore, he got home after midnight.

Monday: Training from 8:00a-4:00p

Tuesday: OFF

Wednesday: “Talent Training” at 5:30p-6:30, “graphics” meeting after that, came home for dinner, went back into the station at 10:00p, stayed overnight to create graphics, came home at 5:30am.

Thursday: OFF- but still went into the station to make sure graphics made a smooth transition

Here is what his schedule should ‘normally’ be:

Mon-Tues: OFF

Wed: 9pm

Thurs-Fri: Split shift 9am-1:00p, 9:00p

Sat-Sun: 5 or 6:00p, 10:00pm

…As a wife, I’m over here like:

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How do you plan a life when a “schedule” isn’t really a “schedule”?


Anyone who moves around a lot understands the angst of having to start all over again in a new city. You have to find a new grocery store, a new gym, meet new neighbors, find a vet, new doctors, find new jobs, meet new co-workers, the list of ‘new things’ goes on and on.

It was only natural for me to go visit the new station Aaron was working at, KFOR Channel 4; I had to see the new weather-lab, newsroom, meet the new co-workers, see Reed Timmer’s 4 Warn-Dominator 4 vehicle, and of course see the station helicopter.

This is the biggest market Aaron and I have been in as far as TV market size goes, so it was a lot of fun to see a ‘big’ studio, actually they have two studios thanks to KFOR’s sister station KAUT. We had never had a dedicated ‘storm chasing’ vehicle nor a helicopter in our other TV markets, so I definitely had to see those. Not only does the station have the Dominator and helicopter, but they also have commercials dedicated to promoting the Dominator 4 and Bob Moore Chopper 4! I had seen so many commercials featuring Bob Moore Chopper 4 and Reed Timmer’s Dominator 4 leading up to my visit, that I was going to really ‘wow’ those two guys when I met them. I was going to be cool, calm, and collected; I couldn’t be too excited to meet them, but I also didn’t want to seem too uninterested; it was a fine line I had to walk as Aaron would be working with them for a while. First impressions always mean the most.

Before I continue, please feel free to watch the promo commercials for both Dominator 4 and Chopper 4:

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When Aaron and I made the decision to move in together, I knew I’d have to compromise with our personal differences in decorating. I thought I’d have to battle the typical ‘guy/bachelor’ style, you know the type: black pleather couches, band posters, lava lamps, etc. It turns out, when one marries a weatherman meteorologist they have to deal with nerdy weather gadgets all over the place. Now, it would be unfair of me to limit all his personal touches around the house, but I did have to put my foot down when we had multiple weather radios set for different counties and weather events within the state that would wake me up at all hours of the night. I personally don’t need to know if there is a severe storm headed towards Guymon or Ardmore at 3:00am. I don’t know if you have ever heard a weather radio at 3am, but it’s startling. After I had a few heart attacks from the weather radios going off, he adjusted them to only go off for severe weather in our personal county (this being a record low year, I’ve barely heard it). Aaron has done a good job of not going out of control with his weather gadgets, but all I can say is if you come over, you’ll know the exact temperature inside and outside, what direction the wind is coming from, the moon phase, and cloud conditions. I feel like a secret weather spy sometimes.

Now it’s time to play, “Can you name the gadget?”

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I think the average person may have 1 thermometer in their home, but then, they don’t live with a weatherman meteorologist.


Growing up in the Midwest I thought I had a pretty good grasp on common weather terminology. I was exposed to extreme heat, frigid cold, droughts, tornadoes, blizzards, you name it anyone from the Midwest has seen it (maybe not a hurricane). It was only when I married a weatherman meteorologist that I quickly learned I wasn’t as savvy as I thought I was when it came to weather terminology.  Let’s begin with the first big ‘no-no’ I learned:

The Fujita Scale aka the Tornado Damage Scale:

I grew up referring to tornadoes as an F1, F2, F3, F4, and the biggest was an F5. This was tornado 101 and hasn’t changed for me since I first learned it. While I haven’t personally been exposed to a big tornado, I’ve seen my fair share of green, creepy skies, downed telephone poles, trees in the middle of the road, and home damage. Well silly me, I didn’t get the memo that the Fujita Scale had updated itself in 2007. Aaron is always quick to correct me every time I refer to a tornado as an ‘F#’. I’ll be asking an innocent question to our Oklahoman friends asking about the Moore tornado, or any other infamous tornado, and ask them if it was an ‘F5’ and I’ll hear Aaron mumble and correct me in the middle of my sentence, “it’s EF5.” Now, I’m not sure if people around me can hear him say this because he acts like a frickin’ ninja with it, but to me it’s like he’s the annoying mosquito in my ear just waiting to interject the “E” in the new and enhanced “EF” scale. It’s almost like Milton from the movie “Office Space”, “Um, excuse me, it’s EF# now, not F#.” – I think I’ll just keep referring to it as an ‘F#’ to see how refined I can get his ninja skills to me in correcting me.

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Many people keep asking me, “How did you meet the weatherman Aaron?” Well, there were a few steps to us meeting:

1. We went to the same grade school

2. We went to the same high school (I was a grade above him), we never spoke in grade school or high school; but school was pretty small, so we did know each others name.

3. We went off to college and eventually both interned at the same TV station in Rockford, IL. I was a news reporter intern while he interned in weather (both during separate semesters).

4. Because of us going to the same high school and interning at the same TV station, we became Facebook friends. We still debate who ‘friended’ who, but we both decided to meet up at a classy joint in Rockford (RBI) to talk over a few beers about our experience as interns.

5. And that my friends, is the romantic story of how we met.

The part of the story you may be forgetting, and may be curious about, is how I did as an intern and why I am not in news reporting today. Continue reading


Ever since Aaron and I started dating family, friends, co-workers, and strangers have always asked me the same questions about what it’s like being with a weatherman Meteorologist. I have been thinking about starting a blog to answer such questions and to give you a peak inside the life of me: a Wife of a Meteorologist.

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