It's been a very dry year so far. Our water bill has crept up as we've needed to keep our thirsty plants alive in such dry soil. We were incredibly grateful when God graced the land a few days ago with some good rain. Just before the storm rolled in, Andrew and I were out in the garden and had the following conversation:
Me: Ahh, I'm so excited about the rain. I just love how everything feels before a storm. Aren't those cumulonimbus clouds?!
Andrew: Nope.
Me: What? Yes there are!
Andrew: No, those are cumulo-mama clouds.
Me: Cumulo-whataa clouds? What in the WORLD are you talking about?!
Andrew: They are cumulo-Mama clouds...and they are about to lactate. *grin*
Ohhhhh how I love my man! He has a special gift for making me laugh. Something tells me though that he's been sufficiently exposed to enough pregnancy, birth, and postpartum information for the time being. ;)
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For the record, those clouds probably were "cumulonimbus mamma" clouds. That's what they were called in flight school because of the udder shape on the underside:) Your blog cracks me up and yes you married my very funny brother!
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