On my recent anniversary trip, Mike and I got into a discussion as to the comfort level one has with their partner/spouse. More specifically, we got into the discussion of farting. If talking about farting makes you uncomfortable, then stop reading now. You've been warned.

To give you insight into our relationship, Mike and I are very comfortable letting one rip in front of each other. As a matter of fact, it has become almost a contest as to who can let one go. Now, it's not like we walk around the house just trying to one up each other. But since we do eat a lot of cruciferous vegetables in my household (not to mention beans), it is quite the regular occurence. There are other regular occurences but that is for another blog entry. I remember the first time he farted in front of me. He was very embarrassed and apologetic. I remember the first time I farted in front of him. I let it go without any hesitation. He was apalled. I was relieved.

Anyway, on our recent trip, I asked him if he used to fart loudly in the presence of his ex-partners. He said that not to the degree we comfortably release gas now. His first long-term partner was so "proper" that he only released barely audible farts. I know that guy. He fits the "barely audible fart" category. I then asked Mike how he felt about the fact that I fart quite loudly. He said that although he finds it disturbing at times, he thinks it is an indication of how comfortable we are with each other and he loves that we feel free and unembarrassed enough to fart in front of each other. And that he loves me for it.

Maybe that's the indication of how well a relationship is going. Farts as a barometer to your long term relationship. Who woulda thunk. Later.  ¶ 5:07 PM