Bubbe’s Forecast for July 25: 96° with “a stray shower possible”? That’s tuchus afn tish weather—no promises, just sweat. ☀️️
Tuchus afn tish (תּוחס אויף דעם טיש) literally means “put your rear end on the table,” but it’s used to mean let’s get real, be honest, or put up or shut up.
Perfect for forecasts pretending it might rain, while you’re melting like a scoop of ice cream at a barbecue.
July 24, Bubbe’s Forecast: 99° and we’re all farklempt. ☀️ Too hot to think.
Farklempt (פֿאַרקלעמפֿט) means choked up, flustered, overwhelmed—usually from emotion, but today it’s the weather doing the choking.
Perfect for those scorchers where even your thoughts need a cold compress.
July 23, Bubbe’s Forecast: 98° and humid—this heat? Total drek. ☀️ Stickier than a kugel in July and twice as aggressive.
Drek (דרעק) means “junk,” “filth,” or just general unpleasantness. It’s a blunt, beautiful way to say this is awful without wasting breath.
Perfect for gross, grungy, full-body discomfort days—when even the clouds can’t be bothered.
July 22, Bubbe’s Forecast: 93° with storms sneaking in like a nudnik. ️
Nudnik (נודניק) is a classic Yiddish gem for someone who’s annoying, persistent, and just won’t leave you alone.
Perfect for those afternoon storms that pop in uninvited and overstay their welcome—like your neighbor with opinions.
July 21: Bubbe’s Forecast: 89°, storms early, then humidity like a kishke in the steamer. ️ Damp, dense, and just trying to breathe.
Kishke (קישקע) is a traditional stuffed intestine dish, but in Yiddish slang, it often refers to your guts—or something dense, hot, and heavy. Perfect for those sticky, soupy days when even your kneecaps are sweating.
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July 18: Bubbe’s Forecast: 85° and cloudy, like the sky’s having a shluffy. ️ Barely moving, barely raining—honestly, it could use a cup of coffee.
Shluffy (שלאָף) is a sweet little Yiddish word for “sleep” or “nap”—often used with kids, but here, the sky’s the one snoozing.
Perfect for a lazy, low-energy day that looks like it’s on break until further notice. ️
Bubbe’s Forecast: 86° with clouds brooding till the storms plotz in later. ⛈️ Gusty winds, heavy rain—bring an umbrella and maybe a flotation device.
Plotz (פּלאָץ) means to burst, explode, or collapse—usually from excitement, exhaustion, or pure drama. Perfect for afternoon storms that suddenly let loose like your aunt Sylvia when her brisket burns. ️
My Bubbe’s Forecast: 87° with clouds scheming and storms schmoozing in. ⛈️ Gusty winds? Hock mir nisht kayn chinik! Enough with the noise already.️
Hock mir nisht kayn chinik (האַק מיר נישט קיין טשייניק) literally means “Don’t knock me a teakettle”—aka, stop bothering me with all that noise!
Perfect for gusty winds, chatty storms, or your cousin who won’t stop texting during minyan. Sometimes, the sky just won’t shut up.
My Bubbe’s Forecast: 88° and mostly cloudy—schtum weather, like it’s up to something. ️
Schtum (שׁטוּם) means quiet, hush-hush, keeping things to yourself—like someone who knows something but isn’t spilling the tea.
When the weather’s schtum, it’s all cloudy and calm… too calm. You can’t trust a sky that won’t say what it’s up to. ☁️
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My Bubbe’s Forecast: 90°, starting off a little ungeshlafen with patchy fog. ️ But like Uncle Buzzy after his Sanka, it brightens up by noon.
Ungeshlafen (אונגעשלאפן) means groggy, unrested, like you just rolled out of bed and forgot where you put your glasses.
When the weather’s ungeshlafen, it’s foggy, sluggish, and half-asleep—like it needs a coffee and a nosh before it can clear up. ️
