When my wife and I were dating, I'd bring her flowers just because.

Now, if I bring home the correct brand of paper towels, she looks at me like I just won the lottery.

We wanted a small, intimate wedding where we could really connect with our loved ones.

Then our families submitted their 'essential' guest lists, and now we're sending out save-the-dates for a medium-sized music festival.

We started planning our wedding, dreaming of an intimate gathering with just close family and friends.

Then both our mothers handed us their 'non-negotiable' guest lists, and now we're sending out save-the-dates to people who barely know *them*.

They say marriage is all about compromise.

Which, in our house, means I get to control the thermostat... when my wife isn't looking.