5 things I learned about myself, and my marriage, this weekend:

1.)    Making spaghetti as your first meal in your new house, before you have a dining set, or island stools: can, and will, result in date night on the front porch.

2.)    I set my standards for my friends too high, I expect them to do for us as I would do for them and I am learning that state of mind is setting us up for a big letdown.

3.)    Sometimes a few bud lights, with a few great friends, can make everything suddenly seem calmer and less hectic – those friends are keepers.

4.)    The way people chose to parent is none of my business. Being surrounded by friends and family with small children, I  tend to analyze the type of parent they are and use it as a template for the kind of parent I want to be. As a result, I tend to think things like “I will not do that when I have kids” or “I will make sure my kids have this” or “why would they do that”. Every parent is different, every person is different – and that’s what makes the world go round. I will have my shot at getting it right one day, and god help the person who thinks I am doing it wrong.

5.)    No matter how comfortable our new couch is, our old and broken-in furniture or our bed – Brian is still the most comfortable place in the house – and apparently the cat thinks so too.