Almost

This is how sneaky and cheating the weather here can be:

1350h: Event ends. Fatmama checks out the sky and sees nothing but bright blue bits with white fluffs. Her skin is feeling a little burnt, as she walks the short distance to her car.

1352h: Fatmama ponders, hmm... should I go to the cafe as planned, or to the beach as fantasized?

1355h: Fatmama's stomach rumbles a little, so Fatmama decides to go grab lunch first.

1410h: Fatmama finally gets a parking space at the Village. "Ok, now should I put fifty-cent coupon, or should I put three-dollars?"

1412h: Fatmama decides to get her work done at the cafe instead. She would hit the beach Sunday morning if the weather is sweet again.

1413h: Fatmama walks to the food center, scorched under the blazing sun, and feels a tad regretful for displaying three hours' worth of parking coupons.

1435h: Fatmama finishes her lunch and walks out of the food center, only to see a darkening sky. Hmm.

1503h: *pitter patter pitter patter*


You almost got me there.