The Big S.

Sorry group. This week it gets a little pg-13. But remember when you were a little kid and the S-e-x word was something you tiptoed around, and then when you were a little older your parents sat you down and gave you the awkward birds and the bees talk? Well actually I dont remember any of that because, mad props to my parents, we never had the awkward talk. It was a wide open topic and there was never any blushing involved. Some days I look back and am like shoot I can't believe half the things we talked about at our dinner table. Anywho I am sure some of you can relate to scenario one and some can relate to scenario two. Which ever way you remember it, in class this week we had that coversation again. Except this time we are all adults, and it wasnt the how it works it was more why it works. In marriage, having a healthy active sex life is a good predictor of how your marriage is going. According to my teacher who is also a family therapist, the majority of patients who hadn't been intimate in years and were on the verge of divorce were encouraged to begin being intimate once again. A simple back rub, a kiss longer than a two second peck and even a hug were where they were to begin. These patients who followed the instructions were once again satisfied and their marriages were in tact. The big S word is meant to fortify a marriage. It is meant to bring trust, pleasure, and communication into a lawfully wedded companionship. Welp. Now im blusing because I don't really know how to all of a sudden just change the subject to the fact that yesterday we did absolutely nothing except for sit on the couch all day. And by all day I mean we literally didn't move until 6 which then we got up to go get an asphalt pie, and the night before that we went out and got the most amazing oreopie shake and immediatly came home and ate it in our bed. Call us fatties, call us bums, call us introverts. We call ourselves practicing for our vacation to the island. Which all we will do is eat all sorts of dessrets and lay on the beach. (with the occasional parasailing adventure, kyaking adventure and tandum bike adventure). 6 WEEKS my friends 6 weeks. 

Hope your weekend was as sweet as ours. 

xo hay&tay xo

Happy Friday

                                                                 Yep. Enjoy this gem.

Never gets old. 

 Happy friday lovelies. 

xo hay xo 

                                                                     

Enjoy the blizzard

Happy blizzard Rexburg!

Grab your cookie sheets and hit the hill

xo hay&tay xo

Remind us what a weekend is. Please?

Happy Weekend lovelies.
It seems like we wait for these suckers all week and then they get here and then they are gone. This weekend however, we were not happily anticipating. Mainly because it was midterm week. I suppose I should rephrase. We are totally excited for sunday and monday. But so far our plans for today consist of the testing center so husband can take his calculus test, which he is gonna rock, nevertheless, the testing center still sucks. And then his cute self is gonna plant himself right into a chair at the library and not move until princess charming comes to rescue him at approximately five. Princess charming would be me. Ask husband. I am especially charming in the morning when I announce he needs to get out of bed and bring me home an ice cream cone. His response was pulling the covers over his head. So I took that as a no and am still currently waiting for that miracle. I on the other hand and going to sit right here in my pajamas and play catch up on a couple assignments in the comfort of my own bed. Lets be honest. I work better with a oversized tee and XL sweatpants on in my bed. I am sure some kind of important scientific study proves otherwise, you know that you work better in a designated area. But to them I say WRONGO. Now that we have discussed the negatives of midterms, lets discuss the positives. We are on a downward slope to the end of the semester. Which means: Deb and Rich, only the most hysterical parents ever, show their faces in this tiny town here in 40 days. Pao, Dal, Man and I leave for the first vacation ever in 47 days. And to answer your question. Yes, we are gonna draw those ridicules hearts in the sand with our intials in it and think we are so clever and precious.  And last but not least Makenzie Marie Loefke will be here for second block in a mere 48 hours. This girl is an angel. Yes she flew from California to Wisconsin, not once, but twice in 2 months. All for the wedding. Once for the bridal shower and once for the actual wedding. She my dears, has a knack for decorating and making things beautiful. She and I have had quite the times together and I cannot wait for her to get her bum back here! It has been far to long. My question to you amazing people is: is it five yet? I am ready to get my weekend on. Hope your weekend is not full of test taking and playing catch up with your homework, rather, snowboarding down a mountain, booking the hotel for your trip and eating a delicious chocolate ice cream cone. You know I love ya!
                                                                  

Happy Valentines Day!

                                           Happy Valentines Day lovers! From us to you <3

                               Hope your day is as full of sparks and flowers as ours has been!
                                                                   xo hay&tay xo

Big shout out to my pom pom girls and Whitney Houston

Well my lovelies,
Whitney Houston is dead. Which means a big part of my life is dead. Well at least a good nine months of my life. Lets take it back to high school shall we. There I was dancing my little heart out. There we were 24 girls dancing over and over to "How Will I Know?" by Whitney Houston. Perfecting it. Drilling it. Loving it. Hating it. Eating, sleeping and drinking it. I kinda miss those days like crazy. I am sure those of you who were in a high school athletic can relate. Your teammates , whether you like it or not become part of you.   Let me also share a sentimental moment with you. Stay with me here. The six girls that graduated with me and danced with me, probably my heros. Probably some of my best friends. Girls who really saw you at your best and worst. Who suffered those nasty sock buns, tights, and bright red lipstick. Girls who you had the best laughs with, the most inside jokes with, and the joys of victories with. Girls who also talked trash with you about the latest boy who did you wrong, and the girl he did you wrong with. Girls who showed up to your wedding reception without the slightest hesitation, even though it was on a thursday night and those smarty pants's had class on friday. Now lets not forget about those coaches as well, who put up with the drama and tears and sometimes bad attitudes. Those same coaches who showed up to your wedding reception. The ones who you admire so much and who taught you some of the most important life lessons. Yep, a big shout out to all of them! Miss you guys. Come visit me? You cannot put a value on people in your life. I have been blessed with the most amazing people in my life. I have the most supportive and fabulous husband. Some of the best friends from wisconsin who have left a huge footprint on my heart and taught me about true friendship. Outstanding friends in Idaho who motivate me to be my best, who constantly provide me with support. And last but definitely not least a wonderful family, scattered from Washington State all the way to Wisconsin. Love you guys. Well now thats over with. Are you still with me? Good.  But really lets all remember especially with Valentines day this week that people are really what matter. President Thomas S. Monson said it best:

Happy Monday!

Hello there lovelies!
I know its Monday and over here at our house it is going to be a long week. So here is to start the week off on a good note! Dont be a party pooper this week! click the link. I promise it is worth it!
                                              HUMOR ME
                                            xoxo Hay and Tay xoxo

When You Give A Girl A Fast Car

When you give a girl a fast car, nothing good will come out of it. Especially if said girl aspires to be Danicka Patrick. The nothing good will come out of it has a name. His name is Officer Pepples. I tried explaining to him I was late to get to work. (which he could clearly see with my sopping wet hair, half eaten banana and frazzled look.) After showing no sympathy and closely examining my license he tried explaining to me that he could charge me with a misdemeanor. Whoa Whoa Whoa. I know what your thinking how does late for work and misdemeanor go together? Well I was speeding a little. Right. Thats it. Just a little. But I would like to remind you again that we have a fast car and some days I wish I was Danicka Patrick and sometimes the bare Idaho roads tempt me to act like her, especially when I am running late.  Anyways back to the no good. Officer Pepples was not the most friendly Officer in the bunch. Nope. In fact, he was probably the grouchiest. He let me know, very clearly mind you, I was in violation of the state law by not having an Idaho license but being the "good man" he is, he would just add a fine onto my already large ticket. Racking that sucker up to 150.00 dollars. Now the question is who really has a spare 150 buckaroos. We don't. So I am going to go see the judge and plea my case and if push comes to shove cry a little. And in the end i'll hopefully get that sucker reduced. Desperate times call for desperate measures and this is a desperate time people. Now heres the difference between boys and girls (which just so happens to be what we learned about in class this week.) Husband I am sure, tried to be very calm and tried reminding himself he loved me, and a ticket is not the end of the world. However, boys don't have the outstanding verbal skills women have. So he sat there and looked at me and then looked down and repeated this action several times. Once the boy started finally talking I got a looonggg talking to. I got the I told you not to speed. I told you to be careful. You need to be nice to the car. Speeding down the highway does not conserve gas. Once he was exasperated he went and layed on the bed which was my cue to quickly make dinner. So I did. I made tacos like nobody business. And after that all our problems were solved. Like you know when you watch little boys on the playground stop playing, because somebody broke the rules, and then they are clarified and then they pick up the game again. That was us. There was a time out, rules were clarified, and then the game was back in session. In a family we each have our roles we play based off of gender. This week in our apartment was a perfect example. On the husbands side there was a lot of well lets fix this, and a little protection and a tiny bit of aggression. Over here on my side there was lots of emotions and trying to talk my way out of being in trouble and cuddling and being able to recall exactly what the officer said to me. But it ended alright. The Wehrhahn girls took Rexburg by storm with our men. We hit up costa vida and played some skittle bowling and just had a marvelous time without one mention of the ticket. Happy weekend lovelies. I am going to go have lunch with THIS girl and then have a low key night at home with the husband full of puppy chow/muddy buddies pillows, blankets and a movie. Hope your week was full of bliss and your weekend is full of relaxation.

                                                            xo Hay&Tay xo