Sunday Confessions 03

The United States of Becky


I confess:  I'm writing this on Monday afternoon, but I'm going to date the post for Sunday.  Why?  Lots of reasons.  Jack got the sniffles yesterday and I didn't have any time to sit down and write (and essentially wrote this in my head on Sunday so that counts), and this is my blog and I do what I want (please read the last half of that sentence in Cartman's voice from Southpark).

I confess:  Farts are funny.  They just are.  I don't find them offensive and chances are I'll almost always laugh at them.  What can I say?  I have the sense of humor of a 12 year old boy.

I confess:  As funny as farts are, I won't fart in front of other people.  I find it absolutely mortifying.  Dennis and I have been together almost 15 years and I still won't let one rip in front of him (other than when I was pregnant - things got kind of crazy then).  I sneezed yesterday and let a small one rip in front of him and I nearly died of embarrassment.  He giggled and said, "Awww, that was cute."

I confess:  I blushed just typing that.

I confess:  I'll totally fart in front of Jack, though.  He thinks it's HILARIOUS!!!

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