As I was driving along to do my carpool duties I noticed how lovely the weather was. I love a clear blue sky on an autumn day. Few things are lovelier. As I admired the beautiful weather I noticed the clouds had an unusual formation.
I kept trying to figure out how best to describe them and their texture. Nothing quite seemed to sum it up clearly and accurately. It was like the conundrum Billy Crystal's character faces in Throw Mama from the Train when he keeps trying to describe the mood of a humid southern night. "The night was wet? The night was moist? The night was damp?" Nothing quite fits until the surly old lady spits out, "The night was sultry!" The perfect word choice nearly dope slaps him when he realizes that's exactly what he meant.
The clouds were rippled. The clouds were bumpy. The clouds were pitted.
The teenagers poured out of the school and headed to the van. On the way home I heard the conversation turn to the unique cloud formations and heard Barbie state with a bit of repugnance, "They look like fat lady cottage cheese thighs."
Not quite as succinct as, "The night was sultry!" but I nearly veered off the road when the aptness of the description hit me. The damned clouds reminded me of my own thighs and butt!
Thus I shall title this photo...
Cloudy with a Chance of Cellulite
35 comments:
haha - fabulous :D
I love when the whole sky gets like that and it's at night with a bright moon. It reminds me of ripples of water as vast as the ocean.
Hopefully next time I see them I won't be thinking of fat lady thighs!!!
Out of the mouth of babes.... :)
~DF~*
Hahaha! Sassy!
Have to admit its been awhile since we've seen any kind of cloud formation that sported some form of sun shining through.
lol, I never would've made the connection to Cellulite on my own. Thanks for the morning laugh. :D
I think that's called "mackerel sky" as in the traditional weather rhyme:
Mackerel sky, mackerel sky ~
Never long wet; never long dry...
Talking of weather, did you know they've had the first snows of the year already in Beijing..!
I refuse to believe your butt and thighs look like that until I see a photo for comparison :-)
At least it's not raining...:P
::spit-take::
Gosh, and I was going all 'Lamb's Wool', or somesuch. . .
And yeah. . . those teenie girls should really be more circumspect than to invite repercussions from the Universe like that. . .
The night was moist, indeed!
Nearly spit coffee on the keyboard with this one. Thanks for that laugh. :)
They're like dimpled flights (darts).
Count on the teenagers...
I'm in Suldog's camp...
Those clouds always remind me of that old-style cotton thing we stretch over the bed as a mattress cover. It had bumps like that and I think of it every time I see those clouds.
Wearing my tie dye today - smiles.
nIce
We need more weather forecasts with thighs in them....
I was driving home last week trying to figure out what the clouds in the sky reminded me of. It took me until I was almost home before I hit on it - they were the clouds from the beginning of The Simpsons.
Or, possibly my thighs, too. Sigh...
Smiles!
You are much more clever than I; I was simply going to suggest they looked like the outside of a dodge ball.
Now I shall continue hee-heeing over the cellulite description.
oh...my...gasp...tears... goodness...
--snow
Gad...I hope they don't rain...
How very curdling...
clouds that look like my butt!
You have a fluffy butt and thighs?
Apt words are a gift.
Fabulous. I always enjoy spitting pepsi on my keyboard. This was too funny. Congrats on your POTW mention at Hilary's.
Hey, lime, those same clouds were over my head t'other day. Great description.
POTW....yeehah!
Totally cracking up here. Great!
I love the description, and you made me laugh out loud.
Niiiice.
I have used "leopard skin" to describe clouds, as well as "scooped ice cream".
(I have been unwell for a week now and am tryng to catch up. Reading your blog is the better part of THAT job.)
That's really funny. Thanks for the laugh, and congrats on POTW.
lol. thanks for the chuckles and congrats on the poTW
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