I gotta laugh a little, cause after 3 years of a disastrous marriage that is quickly becoming one of the most precious things in my life, my understanding of humanity has greatly altered my expectations of my mate. I expect just as much: logical, verbal about ideals and desires, wanting sex, being a good father figure, responsible with money, and loving... but at the top of the list... brutally honest. When we were first married my mind was one sex, being treated well, and always getting what I thought I wanted. These days I'm thankful when he tells me he thinks I'm wrong, and I'm thankful when he accepts when I tell him he's right.