He Loves Me That Much

If it seems like I haven't written much about eSuitor lately, it's because he's been out of town...for three weeks...in solitude! Yes, you heard me correctly...in solitude. As part of his seminary program, one of the things he had to do to fulfill the requirements for his degree (an M.A. in Spiritual Formation and Soul Care) is to go on a three week Intensive Spiritual Journey. Three weeks alone with God. His experience was great, and it has been fun to hear about it since his return. I missed him so much while he was gone, but he finally came back on Friday.

We spent all day together on Saturday, and that evening, he took me out for a lovely dinner at a beautiful French restaurant, complete with live accordian music! As we sat down at the table, my tummy was feeling a little funny. By the time my meal came, I was having sharp pains in my side and my stomach was bloated like a balloon. I could only eat a few bites. We had our meals boxed up and drove straight to a drug store. I knew it was just a lot of gas. So eSuitor ran in the store and bought me some Gas-X. I popped two tablets, and within ten minutes, I was starting to feel better.

I warned eSuitor as we drove back to his house that he was possibly going to hear me fart for the first time. I certainly hoped not, and I told him that I hoped I wouldn't be the first to cross that line in our relationship. Especially not tonight--I was all dressed up and feelin' pretty! He pulled the car into his garage, and as we're getting out, I hear the sound of my galant knight breaking wind.

"I just didn't want you to have to break the fart barrier first, baby!", he said. "You now have farting freedom."

Yep...he loves me that much!