Dear FM,

Wow, you did not miss a beat in keeping our conversation going when I farted at your table. My mom would have announced how rude I was and then given me the evil eye for the rest of the evening. If she could delay her shaming lesson the lecture would have come later that night, only after her apologizing and making me apologize to each guess that came through the door in the last 24 hours. I am the others had left the room at that point. In the past I would ruminated about this and wanted to be dead...but instead the memory brings a smile to my face as I recall the embarrassing Moment and then my life goes on. Thank you all for your hospitality. It was a wonderful, yummy day.

AesB

PS: I'm glad it wasn't a smellin one.