Who Farted?

I have a dilemma. At what point is it okay to fart in front of someone? Case in point. The other night when hubby and his brother were rewiring, I was so uncomfortable and needed to relieve the pressure, but anywhere I went I was sure that he(brother) would be able to hear it. Needless to say, I held it in. By the time he left at 3 am I was ready to burst. Hubby walked into the bedroom and I told him I was sorry but I had gas. He told me to do what I needed to do. That was his first mistake. It hit and the house shock, all the dogs in the neighborhood started barking, the town whistle went off. It was bad. He went to take a shower and wait for the room to clear. But boy did I feel better.

So yesterday was Father's Day. Our first as a family. It had been 10yrs since we celebrated Fathers day. Poor hubby was the center of attention. My kids love him to death, especially Erin(the Princess) she just adores him and has to make sure she gets daddy time. She's is going to have a problem sharing him when his kids get here. He is her personal property. Daddy got a new grill and hack saw and yard stick. My mom made him ribs and he just loved them, thats what he had tonight for supper. Only a few left.

Tonight I have his nephew, Skyler over for a sleep over. Skyler is 4 and he said won't Uncle Dan be surprised to come home from work and see his favorite nephew. What a cute smart kid.

Well, got to put a couple of kids to bed and get the dogs to settle down. More tomorrow.

Oh, a big shout-out to my friend John. Nice to hear from you.

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