excuse me if this post is too personal/offends you but i think it's hilarious and just can't forget about it.
confined in someone else's home for 2 hours plus
the second the door shuts behind us to begin walking home, there's about a 30-45 second (or so it seems) blowhorn that comes out of him.
this is the only time in our marriage that i completely belly laugh at his not-so gentleman-like sounds.
i die laughing.
and he's dying from pain of holding it in.
but i am grateful for his manners in someone else's home. grandma christensen and mom cutler have taught him well.