Another Birthday Week Post #4

Alright... it's 1:30 am and I am WAY late posting this. But I thought it might be funny to share with you something that happened on one of my first dates with Shane...

It must have been only our 2nd date and we were hanging out at my apartment. My brother had already moved out so I was living alone. Shane and I were in the kitchen making dinner or something and doing the whole flirting thing... you know what I mean, smacking, touching, hitting... whatever.

So, he tries to tickle me or something so I lightly punch him in the stomach. And guess what happens...

He farts.

Loudly.

He froze. Terror in his eyes. I can only imagine what must have been going through his head.

Since he was standing in the door way to my brothers empty bedroom, he just turned around, silently went into the bathroom, shut the door and wouldn't come out.

I was laughing SO hard I could not even stand up. I crawled to the door to tell him it was okay and he could come out but it's hard to talk when your laughing that hard.

Eventually he did come out. And everything changes after that. I guess he figured that door had been opened already so there was no use holding back... and he never held back after that.

It has nearly cost me my life on several occasions.

But, I can honestly say I never "opened that door" until after we were married. Who cares if it was only for 2 days? It's not my fault I got sick on our honeymoon! Planning a wedding is stressful!

Since I am so tired, I didn't put as much effort into writing that out as I would have liked. But hopefully it made you laugh and gave a bit more insight into the wonderful man I call my husband.

I love you even more today than I did yesterday sweetheart!


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