I believe Iâ€™ve touched on this point before, but it happens often enough that I had to come back.Â Why is it when a room is dead quiet, like during a silent prayer or while taking a test, that funny, inappropriate sounds emerge so loudly?Â And, why is it those sounds then make me get the giggles at a time when I should NOT be giggling?
Recently my husband and I were at a small theater watching a play.Â There were periods of silence as the actors lay prone on the floor.Â (It was part of the plot lest you think the actors were suddenly very, very, sleepy.)Â For reasons only known to God, those moments of quiet were the exact times my husbandâ€™s stomach started to rumble.
Actually, â€œrumbleâ€ implies a deep growl or perhaps a sound that could be disguised by a convenient shift in position or a well-placed cough or two. No, his stomach rumble conjured up something unique, special, and impressively high pitched.Â EeeeaaaarrrrreeeeeeeEEEEEEE. Oingg. Eeeeeeerrrupppppt. Sqweeeink..
I elbowed him.Â He, in turn, gave me a sideways glance and shrugged.Â There was a bit of retreat before, Eeeeeeerrrupppppt. Pip. Pip. Fffot.
By this time it was simply too funny, and I had to turn away with the kind of silent shakes that bring tears to the eyes.Â For those of you who have experience that kind of thing, itâ€™s almost painful to laugh that hard without making a sound, isnâ€™t it?Â Especially since my husband was making enough sounds for the both of us.
Date night with my music man? It was the best part of my day.