*This post may be a bit too personal for some people. If flatulence makes you uncomfortable, please stop now.
Okay, so here’s the deal: Earlier wrote a little ditty about show vs. tell to post to a yahoo group board. My hubby sat down beside me and read over my shoulder as I wrote (not uncommon). We went about the night.
Later in the evening my hubby was in bed when I walked into the bedroom to get changed. I winced at the putrid air.
“Have you been tooting?” I asked.
I looked at my husband, my jaw at my knees.
He busted up laughing. “I thought I should show you instead of telling you.”
A fine example of show vs. tell.