Sometimes, lessons are learned the hard way...

After much discussion with my close, sarcastic friend, Michael Casalena, we decided that since we're all about learning from our mistakes and self-reflection, we should join forces once in a while and let others know the lessons we've learned. For anonymity reasons, our lessons learned are jumbled here without ownership. Just know, at least one of us is responsible for writing each and every one of these GOLDEN pieces of knowledge. From us to you...enjoy, and happy Friday.

I learned that Baltimore Ravens Matt Birk is actually a pretty cool guy to hang around. Yeah, I'm VIP. *Brushes shoulder off*I learned that I can build a 2-foot high wall of coke cans at work as a cube-wall and get away with it.

I learned that 5-hour energy’s can allow your body to accomplish impossible feats of endurance.

I learned that it’s impossible to please everyone, never beat yourself up when you can’t.

I learned that people in Maryland really like the Governor. No. They REALLY like him.

I learned that you should act like you don’t care when your sister calls you saying she may or may not have went to class. You’re not the mom.

I learned that whenever you want your fiancé to pick you up Golden Grahams at the food store, make sure you WRITE IT ON HIS FOREHEAD before he leaves. Or, like me, you probably wont be eating any Golden Grahams until the next grocery trip.

I learned that I don’t have a drinking problem, I have a problem with corporate.

I learned that life is full of “list-makers.” The people that instinctively leap into action are the leaders.

I learned that I am a very highly sociable person when I choose to be, despite the fact that I deeply RELATE to pretty much no one.

I learned not to call the girl back I met at the club who was 20-years old, drop dead gorgeous, without schooling, living at her parent's house, and without a job that would allow her to move out. She's a real winner.

I learned that there are people out there who would actually be much happier if they had my corporate job. This confuses and frightens me.

I learned not to schedule a meeting with a would-be priest for our wedding that might happen to be at the same time as my fiance's insignificant flag football game. Of course, flag football takes priority over our wedding officiant; how silly of me.

Happy Friday.
Go forth and learn,
Bridget Marie & Mike Casalena