Mad props

Oh Heyyy!
Let me just begin by answering the questions on all of your minds: No husband did not try killing me this week. Although, we did many other things... swam a mile, set a new goal to run an 8 minute mile, ate mexican, and more mexican and then more mexican, an epic trip to the laundry mat, and learning  how to do some serious time management. We managed to play with our good friends all weekend and get some homework done to. Mad props to us! Well more mad props to husband because I went to get a pedicure and ran into this cute girl! Perfect timing is what that is ladies and gentleman. Because let.me.tell.you: she did an excellent job selling Paola and I on our double date vacation to this beautiful place :) April can hurry up now. April can also hurry up because that is when the most fantastic parents come into town. NINE weeks those lovelies will be here in my very apartment. NINE WEEKS! Yes, it is clearly evident I am a mommas girl. I talk to that woman every day.  That woman has really defied all odds. This week in class we talked about social class and how it effects you and the statistics for your future. My mom, grew up in the "ghetto", in a one parent home and took care of her siblings. She worked for everything she had growing up. In the "lower" class the marriage divorce rate is skyrocketing. Many people in circumstances similar to the one my mom grew up in, never had a model to show how a parent should act, or how a healthy relationship should look. Many peoples faith in the institution of marriage and family is dwindling. A lot of times there is such a desegregation in marriage and family and our society just accepts it. We accept it so much that we can make movies about it. Like this little clip from baby mama. Now I love this movie just as much as the next, but the sad reality is that this type of reality is becoming more the norm. Having a baby and being married no longer go hand in hand.  So I guess the real mad props this week go to my mom for beating the statics and being happily married. For her to rise above the odds and marry a  man who helped her raise a family where the belief in marriage and family is strong and intact.

The week I almost died.

Hello Lovelies.

We have a lot to talk about. Where should we start? Should we start on monday, when husband tried killing me? Or fast-forward to Thursday and Friday when I started with my new nanny family. Right, the nanny family. I agree. Well they are super cute. The momma of the family is a photographer, she's opening her own studio. Her babies are equally as cute. I spent most of the day friday playing with play-dough and tickling and play shopping. Let the good times roll is always what I say. Now lets get back to Monday. Being the good wife I am, for christmas I bought husband a season pass to Targhee. Being the good husband he is,  he bought me bright yellow snow pants, a blue checkered coat and boots. We were set for the season. In the past we have always had an enjoyable run. This specific monday however was not as enjoyable as most. That was until I saw husbands snowboard go flying down the mountain... without husband. Let me set the scene. After a few runs down the baby slope, he decided I was ready to go to the top. I hesitantly obliged, once we got to the top I had a minor freak out. It was cold and blustery and one slight move to the right, there I would be falling off the Teton Mountain. Talk about the staring death in the eye. Anyways, there I was at the top, sitting.  And there was husband 100 feet in front of me down the mountain, ready to go. When he quickly concluded I was not getting up, he unstrapped his board and came to my rescue, all prince charming like. (minus the prince charming and plus a really cold, hungry man.) When in all the near death, traumatic experience husbands board goes flying down the mountain and quickly turned the mood into joyful, only the joy was only in my heart. Upon recovering his snowboard and finally making it down the mountain. He shot me one look and we walked silently to the car. We stayed silent until we had to decided if we still loved each other enough to stop for dinner. And ladies and gentleman. Let me tell you: we are still happily married and totally in love. After some good pizza pie cafe and a warm comfy bed all bitterness was forgotten. In class we talked about all different sorts of theories and the way relationships and families work. One of them for instance was symbolic interaction. We all know what this is. It is what different phrases or actions mean to you and how you react to them. For instance the word shut up. In my house the word shut up was more of a loving, are you serious, I can't believe it statement rather than a harsh be quiet. When the husband and I went snowboarding monday and he shot me the look, I knew real fast in that in his house that meant don't even test me right now, lets go. There is all sorts of theories. There is the exchange theory: cost versus rewards. There is the system theory: You know the unspoken rules.  And another one the conflict theory: something you have to deal with. At one point in a relationship or another we will be part in all these theories. Kinda crazy huh? Think it over. Learn it, love it. Hope you all had a blissful week topped off with Lasagna and bread and corn and cake and games. Oh wait, that was us. Either way hope it was lovely!
xo Hay&Tay xo

What's Love Got To Do With It?

Well look at this here we are at a new semester! I have a feeling its going to be a crazy one. A crazyy but good one! Being a newlywed  for four months everything is so exciting. COOKING dinner: exciting. Making OUR bed: exciting. Cleaning OUR apartment: exciting. Going on double MARRIED dates with Paola and Dallin: exciting. ( check those cuties out here) Waking up to my best friend EVERY morning: exciting. Saying HUSBAND: exciting. I want to be sure that  when we have been married in forty years we will still be as excited as we were at four months. We want to raise a happy and successful family. In  family 160 we talked about how in Denmark, kids, I'm talking 14 here, have the opportunity to move out of their homes and are given the "necessity's" by the government. By necessity's I mean that country over there by Germany gives them a large T.V., gaming system, a comfy bed, yummy food and no restrictions. Lets be honest here at the age of 14,15,16 who wouldn't want to move out into these luxury apartments? It is every kids dream, and every societies nightmare. Lets talk about this: Who raises these kids? Who teaches them morals? Who teaches them right from wrong? Who shows them unconditional love. My parents taught me right from wrong, how to have morals and how to build strong healthy relationships. In my family we spent a couple weeks in the North woods of Wisconsin, took a couple trips to Disney, Road-tripped to Utah, played a couple rounds of Wii Bowling in the living room, painted a few bedrooms, had a couple food fights, disagreements, arguments and we have all had to make a couple compromises. My parents have shown me how to have a healthy strong marriage. Where do these kids get those opportunities? Where are they shown unconditional love? When they grow to an age when they should be marrying, many of them do not feel ready and miss out on this. And who would want to miss out on that?
Happy weekend loves. Go spend some time with your family. I know husband and I are going to spend some quality time up at Targhee snowboarding down the mountain!
xox Hay&Tay xox