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