When my wife and I were first dating, our conversations were full of dreams, passions, and philosophical debates.

Now, they mostly revolve around whose turn it is to take out the recycling, and whether we have enough milk.

Before they got married, [Bride's Name] and [Groom's Name] probably envisioned idyllic mornings, waking up to birds chirping and breakfast in bed.

Now they'll get to experience the joys of waking up to a smoke detector chirping, because someone forgot the toast.

They say that when you get married, two become one.

Which, for [Groom's Name], primarily means he now knows where the 'produce' section is at the grocery store.

I've known [Groom's Name] for years, and before [Bride's Name] came along, his approach to home decor could best be described as 'minimalist-if-you-don't-count-the-dust-bunnies'.

Now, I'm pretty sure he knows the difference between a throw pillow and a floor cushion. That's true love, folks.