Posted originally on October 15, 2008, I still laugh when I think of this story. If you are a friend of mine on facebook then you are well aware that I feel like I live in a frat house. This is proof that it’s been going on for a long time!

Last night while we were eating supper Savannah kept burping these really loud and obnoxious burps. They were gross. While we normally tolerate some burping at the table these were going above the level that I will listen to.

Savannah: BURPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!

Me: Savannah, cut it out. That’s gross. Plus it’s not very polite or lady-like.

Savannah: Sorry Mama.

Me: I understand when you need to burp but that was nasty. People don’t like to hear that, especially when they are eating. And really, what kind of guy is going to want to marry a woman who burps like that?

I hear giggling and look up… Mike is sitting at the end of the table, grinning an ornery grin, his finger raised and says… “Me!” More laughter ensues.

Sighing a huge defeated sigh and shaking my head I said, “Of course you would.” But I wink at him anyway… it’s one of the reasons I love him so much.

Satisfied that she would still be able to find a loving mate one day who will accept her amazing ability to burp the alphabet, Savannah finished her food.

It’s true, there is someone out there for everyone…. even if you aren’t very lady-like.