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!