Just got back from a long trip. Well, maybe it wasn't so much long...it just felt long. I just got back from spending Thanksgiving week at my in-laws.

You know, it is funny...in a twisted sort of way. Before I married T, I overlooked a lot of things about his parents. And now that we're married...I find that I am having a very difficult time overlooking things. But the thing is, I overlooked them without even realizing that I was overlooking them. Does that make sense? And yes, I realize there are far too many overlookings in the above sentences. stfu.

What I mean is that for the past five years I haven't complained about things that, during this trip, drove me absolutely batty. And I don't think that these battiness-inducing things just started happening. I would like to think that I'm not so shallow (I'm not sure that's the correct descriptor) as to purposely ignore these things during the courting period and then point them out once I'm married. But, I really don't think that they just started this year. Maybe they're just getting worse. Please let it be that they're just getting worse.

I can't get into the details here of what bothers me. But give me a bottle of vodka and 5 or 6 hours of your night and I just might begin. I guess the good news is that these things also drive my husband batty. Is it possible that that is good news? I'm stretching for a silver lining, aren't I? The truly good news is that my husband, in no way, resembles his parents. Oh, of course, he looks like them...and that's okay. But I mean his actions (especially battiness-inducing actions). And his beliefs. Well, other than being modertately conservative (Lord help him) about certain issues...he doesn't resemble his parents. And for that, I'm truly thankful.

Thanksgiving is a special time for T and me. Some of you know this already but our first date was Thanksgiving dinner at his parent's house. I know........scary. But, it wasn't. I liked it. And I liked him. And I even liked them. Then, four years later, on Thanksgiving...at his parent's house, T asked me to marry him. Not scary at all.

I'm very thankful for him. And because I love him, I'll put up with his parents.

But I don't promise to keep my mouth shut. Well, maybe around his parents I will. But not around him. Or you.

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Something to think about: "He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." ~Anonymous