Today we met my family halfway between their town and ours for dinner for Mother's Day. Get togethers with my family are generally loud and obnoxious. Not to us but to those seated near us.

We were very good for all of us today. We weren't near as loud as we usually are. Only three tables spent a good amount of time shooting us dirty looks. We only made a few raunchy comments with a family with children seated directly behind us. We only partially flustered the server. All in all I felt that since we didn't make any small children cry or horrify any elderly women then it was a success.

Then I began to realize that both of my parents say "it's not like I'm ever going to see any of these people again" quite often. At one point I lean over to my husband and state,"This is where I get this from. Nurture not nature." He nods in agreement "Definately nurture." See, my dad is biologically my stepdad. So it has to be nurture.

By the way, Iron Man freakin' rocks and Robert Downey, Jr is freakin' sexy as a blacksmith.