My in-laws were here for a week, they flew in from Boston, MA. It's really the first opportunity I had to truly get to know them. And the verdict? I won the in-laws lottery, fo' sho. I talked them out of the hotel so they could have more time with us, and I'm so glad I did. It was interesting to see where some of Mr. D's little quirks come from, and watch his parents bicker just like we do. We're pretty lucky to both come from homes where our parents are still married. We both grew up watching our parents work it out, and right now, that's very reassuring.
I don't know if every marriage goes through this or not, but we're in a little bit of a rut right now. For the last month or so, Mr. D feels more like my really-awesome-roommate than my husband. I've talked to him about it, and he doesn't feel that way and seems totally unconcerned. At risk of sounding too much like a girl, that newlywed passion seems to have worn off. We've been through "droughts" before, but this is the first time it hasn't bothered me- but the fact that it does NOT bother me, bothers me. If that's not weird enough on it's own, I think I've finally caught the baby bug. I can't do anything about it right now, bad timing and all, but it's there. You guys are the only ones I've told, btw, so shhhh. My boss would have hysterics (the good kind) and pull out the fertility dolls.. I doubt even Mr. D has picked up on it.
So there's my sorta weekly "I'm still alive!" post :)