BRING IN FEBRUARY!

Tonight I had a very interesting Walmart experience. I went shopping for just some random groceries of bottled water down to microwavable Lean Gourmets, and came out feeling a like Miss February!
After my shopping was complete I decided to get a few staple items to celebrate the month of love.

Hayley's Valentine Items:

#1- Gone With the Wind
#2- Martinelli's Sparkling Cider
#3- A notebook for poetry and love songs

Well after getting my much all about romance items, I decided it was time to checkout. While making my way to the register this tall dark mysterious man kept passing me by, and I couldn't help to think that he was following me. A little nervous I proceeded with caution.

As I loaded up my car with my groceries and love items, a gold Chevy pulled up to where I was at. There was my Walmart stalker, and he went on to use a pick up line of "Hey you're pretty."
I wasn't sure really what to do. I really wasn't pretty at all! I was still in my sweaty gym clothes, and had zero makeup on.

He then got out of his car, and told me not to move. Wondering what his next move was, I anticipated the unknown. He then pulled out a guitar from his trunk that was missing a string, got on one knee, and started singing an original song called "Beautiful Girl".

I really didn't know how to react! I stood there in silence, too scared to flee away in my car, and shivering in the near hypothermia temperatures. The song must have lasted what seemed like a year and a half...He then finished.

After a hopefully not too obvious awkward reaction...Romance was definitely not in the air, but in my car (remember my staple items). I thanked him for the song, and hurried on my way. I will probably never see him again, but kudos to him for making a girl feel like shes in a romance, comedy, drama, and horror film all at the same time.

A "ZACHTASTIC" DAY!!!

Hot Dog King...Zach got a Hot dog with mashed potatoes, peas and carrots on it. Mine was covered in potatoe chips, lettuce, and pineapple! So yummy!
We then went to Travalga....Zach looks very pleased with himself.

Hayley after letting Zach win, so he could have something to brag about to his "man club".

Funny thing happened...Two random dogs wandered in while we were about to play, and Zach had to take them back outside. (Way to go Zach!!!)

Zach proclaiming to the world that he loves apple pie caramel apples!

This is at Utah Lake...gorgeous view!

Hayley after falling down into the snow!

So would you rather be eaten by Ants, or Lions?

I LIVE IN A NIGHTMARE!

So today my blog is nothing but a ranting and raving sessions. Imagine my hands flying through the air, exasperated looks, and lots of exaggeration.

So I have lived at my current residence for about a year and 1/2. Since moving in we have had a number of problems...I have experienced million of moths living outside the front door last August (not an exaggeration!), I was scared to sleep last winter when we had the mice problem, and when promised new carpet last Summer...I got a good old fashioned carpet cleaning.

Well tonight when I got home from the gym the Mexican Mafia, who currently reside next door, were having a brawl in their living room. Words were flying, voices were raised, even a circle around the fighters was formed, but no one was rolling with the punches. I even think some "doobie" was being puffed on the porch!

I decided that end of April I am out of here! Even a van down by the river isn't seeming that bad. I am sick of tired of having to beg people to pay their portion of the utilities, trying to find a parking spot on a street of unploughed ice, and having an oven that only has 2 burners that work!

On a lighter note here is the biggest icicle that I have ever seen. It was on my font porch, and was pretty "cool".

Okay I am done! Happy blogging!

I DID IT!!!!

So this past week I had a goal to run 25 miles, and YES I ran all 25 of them suckers! Sure it might have been at a middle aged woman pace, but dang it...I ran them all. So for this next week lets tack on 5 more miles...YUCK, but lets do it anyhow!

THE SPARKLERS!

Many moons ago, a roommate dance was made up to the well know tune of "Lonely" by Akon. We had just enjoyed a roommate trip to Applebees for appetizers and amazing specialty drinks (Charlotte I miss being your roommate!), in which after we made up this crazy dance...It definitely was dessert! I couldn't resist putting this on my blog because its so silly, so enjoy, and don't judge!! Wink!

SPRING HAS SPRUNG

So today while changing my sheets, it occured to me that I have a floral mattress! I am pretty positive that I have never had a plain mattress, and that 50% of you reading this blog currently own a mattress that has grandma flowers on it. Now I don't know who came up with the brilliant idea of a mattress covered in Gerber Daisies, but the concept is worthy of two thumbs up!

Seriously think about it...Girls every time you change your sheets there are about 12 bouquets of spring flowers a ready and a waiting. All you got to do is buy a mattress with your favorite flower, and BOOM...insta smile! It makes a chore like changing your sheets, turn into a scene from your favorite chick flick.

So today before I put my sheets on I pulled out the beloved "Love Spell" (girls what would we do without that smell), and sprayed it on that mattress where the flowers are. All I can say is my bed is a bed of roses!

Does it get any better than this lovely print?

WHAT A TRAMP

Hayley's Trampoline Facts

#1- I wish I still had a tramp in my backyard...even though I am 25.

#2- I have never been able to do a back flip or back handspring on the tramp

#3- I can however do a mean "Peanut Roll"

#4- In the 6th grade we had a huge sleepover, and it started raining so we brought the Trampoline into the garage. So much fun!

#5- In the 9th Grade, Angela Innes and I were having a sleepover on the tramp...We had a small hole in the middle of our tramp from our neighbors barn burning down. So think middle of the night, hole in between the two of us, hand all of the sudden coming out of the hole, screaming girls, run inside, look out the window, and a satisfied brother who was trying to scare us.

#6- We got our 1st tramp in the 6th grade.

#7- We would always pretend that we were breakfast burritos in our sleeping bags, and roll over each other....Sounds like fun huh!

#8- After raking up all the leaves we would do flips from the tramp into the pile.

#9- "Add on" was a favorite game to play on the tramp.

#10- So was "Ghost in the Graveyard".
#11- putting on the sprinklers underneath the tramp on a hot summers day was awesome!

TRIBUTE TO HILDEGARD OF BINGEN (1098-1179)

Today while pondering Gregorian Chants (do other people do this?), I came across some gorgeous lyrics written by Hildegard of Bingen. Hildegard was a highly expressive soul, and was one of the most creative, talented women of her time. She loved writing poetry and music; She also wrote the musical drama, Ordo virtutum (Play of the Virtues), which is the earliest known morality play.
I wanted to share this well written chant that moved THIS composer's sailboat among the waters of Provo.

O Successores
You successors of the mightiest lion
between the temple and the alter-
you the masters in his household-
as the angels sound forth praises
and are here to help the nations,
you are among those
who accomplish this,
forever showing your care
in the service of the lamb.

THE ALMOST NEW YEARS KISS!

IF ATHLETES GET ATHLETES FOOT...WHAT DO ASTRONAUTS GET?
***MISTLETOE!!!!***

This year for Christmas all I asked for was a New Years kiss.... I am dead serious! Santa asked me what I wanted and I told him I wanted the anatomical juxtaposition of two obcular muscles in the state of contraction (a kiss)!

Well New Years Eve came, and somehow I ended up being surrounded by my much loved "married friends". There was lots of kissing, but no spectacular came my way. And so here I stand on January 18th, and can honestly say that I am still kissless!! Thanks a lot Santa! So here is my New Years Resolution...

*I Hayley Haws will obtain a New Years kiss that contains magic, luck, and is blog worthy on January 1, 2009, when the clock strikes exactly midnight!*

THE CEILING IS FALLING, THE CEILING IS FALLING!

So below are pictures of my back to basics bedroom. I have a queen sized bed, a giant love sack, a zebra print pillow, homemade art, and my beloved D.I. lamp that I got for a steal of $4. I know it appears to be average, but it is not.

A couple of weeks ago I noticed a peculiar spot on the floor that feels and sounds exactly like it's about to turn into a Hayley Avalanche. You might be thinking to yourself, "Self...what in the world is a Hayley Avalanche?"

I know it sounds like something you would find on the discovery channel, or even search for on Google Earth! In all actual it's where Hayley wakes up one day ready to take over the world, and then she falls through her 1960's ceiling into her roommates bedroom. I am just pretty sure something like this WOULD happen to me!

About 3 feet in front of this door is where scientists have proven that the "Hayley Avalanche" will occur.

Now I am not sure how to go about this unusual problem that I have on my hands. I have never heard of anyone having a creaky and unstable floor, or anyone turning into an avalanche for that matter. So here is my question...Is this something that I should be worried about? Should I call the good but old landlord? Or do I just wait it out? I feel as if I am in a sticky situation !!!!

The future audience!

I BELONG TO THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTERDAY SAINTS! I KNOW WHO I AM! I KNOW GOD'S PLAN! I'LL FOLLOW HIM WITH FAITH!!!

"How we respond to the words of a living prophet when he tells us what we need to know, but would rather not hear, is a test of our faithfulness." -Pres Benson

Recently there has been a lot of talk concerning Julie Beck's talk from 177th October General Conference "Mothers Who Know". This talk has caused such an uproar in the fiercest of women, and has even caused a petition online against Sister Beck.

I would like to quote from the 177th session of General Conference, President Thomas S. Monson gave a talk called "The Sustaining of Church Officers".

"It is proposed that we sustain Julie Bangerter Beck as the new general president of the Relief Society with Silvia Henriquez Allred as first counselor and Barbara Thompson as second counselor. Those in favor manifest it"

and it goes on to say:

"It appears that the sustaining has been unanimous in the affirmative, President Hinkley."

It has been less than a year since this unanimous vote, and people are already backing up. Are we forgetting that she was called by a Prophet of God?

I might never be blessed with the opportunity of being a "Mother who Knows", but as a daughter of God, I know I have had and will have many opportunities to nurture others.

A couple of weeks ago I decided to spend a couple of days with my family, and on one of the nights I was at home with my 16 year old brother. All of the sudden before my eyes he was turning into a teenage Grouch, and complaining that he was hungry. Now I don't know about you, but teenagers are always ornery when they are #1-tired, and #2- hungry,and Brad was both. So I quickly got up and told him that I would make him anything his heart desired. He was surprised by my sudden outburst to help him get food in his stomach, and with a smile finally appearing on his face he just asked if I could microwave him a burrito. I think it took less than 5 minutes to microwave 2 burritos, but when I brought this out to him he knew he was loved!


It's amazing that you can nurture someone with as little effort as throwing a microwavable Potato and Beef burrito in the microwave. I know that through nurturing we are able to keep families strong, and maybe give them a glimpse of Heavenly Fathers love for them.

I just want to end this blog entry in saying that I sustain Julie Beck as the the general president of the Relief Society!

RUN RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN

Today I signed up for a Half Marathon scheduled for May 31st! It has been about 1 year and 1/2 since I ran my last race!!! Wow! I'll be reporting weekly at Yelyah's Corner to share my progress! Stay tuned!

MAY 8TH 1994

So about a month ago my mom gave me a box with all my old yearbooks, and journals. I found my very first journal, and since blogging is the only thing close that I have to a journal right now I thought I would share my first entry that started it all. Sit back and enjoy.

May 8, 1994

Yesterday May 7th, we moved into our new home. I was so excited my mind was in joy. Before in West Valley I thought this day would never come, but now it has.

My parents did my room first cause it was the only bedroom which they had the matress for. I have a pure white bedspread, with 4 throw pillows, and 4 brothers (oh no!). On top of my bed is a large bunny, it is so beautiful.

Yesterday we got 3 bedrooms done 2 double beds, and 1 twin. I have my own room, and its a joy having it. I am really sad I haven't gone to church for 4 weeks, and it's Mothers day today!!! I haven't even told her Happy Mothers day, and she has to work today on the house.

I am trying out for cheerleading... BEST WISHES ON THE 25TH!! My cheer goes like this:

"PIONEERS ARE BACK

READY TO ATTACK

OUR GOALS IN SIGHT

LETS FIGHT PURPLE AND WHITE!!!"

NOT HAPPY

Everyone has a favorite item of clothing, mine however is what the wise would call "hanging by a thread". 15 1/2 years ago I got a hand-me-down from my Aunt Heidi...the "Not Happy" Garfield sleep shirt. I have no idea how long she possessed this divine creation, but as I blog today I don't think my life would be the same without this secret treasure.

As you can see these tissue paper thin pajamas have been through about it all. I have sewn up the ripped shoulders many a time, I wore them over a swimsuit to be modest at a youth conference, and have rescued them from the trash every time my Aunt Marceena has tried to discard them. I am not sure how many more times these will withstand the wash, but when they are no more....I will be "NOT HAPPY."

Happy almost 72nd Birthday Mr. Roy Orbison

At some point in our life we have enjoyed the all time famous Mr. Roy Orbison. What would the world be like with out his hit songs "Oh, Pretty Woman", "Candy Man", or who could forget his Grammy with Emmylou Harris in 1980 for "That Lovin' You Feelin' Again". He even had May 1st dedicated as Roy Orbison day by the Mayor of Nashville...What a guy!!!

Well a good friend told me a while ago that my glasses make me look like Orbison himself! To celebrate his almost 72nd birthday I would like to sport the Orbison style, and forever on wear these specs in dedication to his life of inspiration, passion, and commitment.

Hayley sporting 2 eyes of her own, with an additional 2 Orbison eyes!

THE FRIDAY NIGHT THAT WENT "SEW" BAD!!!!

They Say a picture can say a thousand words, but looking at the following images there is about 1 million words that are missing. It all occurred on Friday the 11th of January, and I was looking forward to a brilliant night of fun. It would start out at Outback Steakhouse with the family, and end bringing out the ancient sewing machine from the garage, and making homemade aprons with my best friend Mary. Sounds enlightening right? Well all I can say is that saying that it went haywire, would be an understatement.

"A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow." - Charlotte Bronte

ACT I

Hayden, Hayley, and Mary

Wynter and James

Above are pictures of loving family members, and my friend Mary. We all are smiling, but I would like to share the secret tale that these pearly whites don't quite unfold. We were having a marvelous dinner, when all of the sudden politics were brought up. I simply made a statement that I was disappointed that Richardson dropped out of the election, because even though he didn't have a chance my fingers were crossed in his direction.

My sister is a pure blooded Republican, and was mortified when she found out I was routing for a Democrat. I tried to explain to her that I was more of a centrist, but she went off on how the only way is the Republican way.

As I was being lectured I noticed that a piece of steak that I had just swallowed did not go all the way down. I still was breathing, but for some reason my esophagus was hanging on to the bite with all its might...it was dang good steak. I excused myself to the ladies room in hopes that standing up might make it go down. When I arrived the restroom was over crowded, and the steak lodged in my throat was making me very uncomfortable.

When I went back to the table it was worse than ever. I kept muttering silent prayers in my head, and hoping that I wouldn't pass out anytime soon. Everyone was finished with dinner and I only had enjoyed a couple of bites and one big bite that was currently just hanging out in my throat. My sister kept lecturing me, my body felt as if it was burning up, the room was spinning, and it was time to get out of there, and fast.

I sprinted away from the table, got outside, and was about about 10 feet away from the front door, when my greedy esophagus decided it was time to humiliate me even more. Future Outback customers surrounded me, and I couldn't stop puking. Even though, I finally felt like I was okay, my pride was definitely hurt!


I quickly called my dad, because I bolted out of the restaurant with no explanation. Wynter thought I left because I was sick of her Republican debate, my dad thought I was upset because he was only paying attention to Wynter's Democrat Con list that was about 5 miles long. This definitely wasn't the case.

ACT II

Mary and I decided that we would go buy our apron fabric. We found some fabric at Wal*Mart for only $1 a yard, and we were hip hip hooraying all the way home.


We cut out the pieces of our fabric, and as you can tell we were all smiles. We started sewing, pressing, and following the pattern, when we realized that we had no idea what we were doing. After working about 4 hours on our apron, talking about how we should start an E-bay apron making business, and listening to the best of Sheryl Crow, we decided we were ready for bed.



The following morning we woke up, and started trying to fix the thousands of sewing mistakes from the night before. Our aprons were looking like something a homeless woman would wear on a romantic Tuesday night.

I stopped following the pattern, and I started making up my own rules on how to make an apron. Mary, who has had the nick name of Martha Stewart in the past, couldn't help herself by doing every step wrong. We finally decided to combine our apron into one. We both decided that the E-bay business idea was flying out the window at a very rapid speed, and that maybe someday we would just go out and buy cute aprons. Here is the the result. It looks much better in the picture than it does in real life. Anyone interesting in purchasing an apron?
it's going fast!

TWO BROTHERS SERVING THE LORD

I wanted to start the year off with a tribute to both of my brothers. Both have helped me so much in life, and both are preparing the way for the Lord.






J.K. Haws died in a car accident on 6/3/2006. He was lucky enough to receive his patriotical blessing a couple of weeks before he died. At the time he was preparing to go on a mission, and in his patriotical blessing it said that he would serve a mission in a foreign land. I must say that Heaven is about as foreign as it gets. I miss having Sunday dinner with J.K. and eating his tuna casserole that looked nothing like tuna casserole. I miss him begging me to come over to his apartment at 2 in the morning just to watch an old episode of the Muppet's. I especially miss our late night talks in which he always assured me that everything would be alright.

I must say that I am the luckiest soul to have such an incredible younger brother, and to know that he is currently doing the Lord's work. It is such a comfort to know the plan of salvation, and to know that maybe someone out there is watching out for me.

Elder Heber Chester Haws has been serving in the Kennewick, WA mission since last April. This has been a really hard adjustment for me. Heber was probably one of my top 3 best friends. He was my country dance partner, constantly took me out to Mimi's, shared once a week temple trips, always kicked my trash in Chess, helped me move yearly, and always shared that giggle that we liked to call "The Heber Magic." I am so proud to have such a brother who is so strong in the gospel, and is constantly encouraging me on the right path.

J.K. and Heber.... I love you always!

I heart penguins!

Today I surprised the world by becoming a penguin specialist. That's right Hayley, the girl who is terrified of most animals is now a penguin expert.

Last night I got a call from my best friend Mary who teaches Kindergarten, and she asked me if I would do the biggest favor for her. Without hesitation I agreed, and then asked what this special favor would be. She then informed me that she needed me to pretend to be a penguin specialist for her class. For the next couple of days the kindergarten class will be calling me up, and I will give them my intense knowledge of facts about penguins over the phone, because I live in Antarctica, and train penguins. My life definitely has new meaning!