Tangled

Okay okay.... Princess and the Frog previously was my favorite Disney princess movie until this came out.

It is so stinking funny!! I love all the characters in this movie, especially this guy. haha so great!

Kay, D rag and I saw it last night in 3D at the not so dollar theater. There were a few cool 3D parts that I had to sit on my hands to resist from reaching out and grabbing the lantern (oh wait I did actually reach out and grab for it), but for the most part 3D isn't anything toooooo crazy. It is pretty cool that we have the ability to view things in 3D though! The best part is that I kept my 3D glasses, and when I put them on outside of the movie theater everything around me is still in 3D!! It's so great! ;)

Really one of the biggest reasons why I love this movie is because for once Disney made a princess movie with a full family. Usually all Disney movies have only one parent around, but this one Rapunzel had both parents and they were both fantastic people! At least I assume they were as they were the King and Queen... although those two weren't very chatty... Granted Rapunzel did live with the crazy lady that kidnapped her for 18 years, but still, she found her family and they all lived happily ever after!

P.S. I just researched all on the kidnapping statute for my research class, so I can tell you whether or not this actually constituted a kidnapping if it were to take place in Utah. Fascinating, I know.

So at the conclusion of this post I would like to recommend this movie to each and every one of you and that a happily ever after will surely come shortly thereafter!

P.P.S. wanna know something else super great?!

ANISA IS COMING TO UTAH TODAY!!!!!!!!

Hooray!! Sheesh we have such a good weekend ahead of us. Let the fun begin!

Something Tells Me We Should Celebrate

I've decided that for the most part, packaging makes or breaks an item. As shown above, this bottle looks like a party is about to happen and I want to be invited. Although this same bottle could be covered in a brown paper bag and I would start to get uncomfortable... even though inside it is still just bubbly apple cider. Now the boxes of Rocky Mountain chocolates made me want to re-enact I Love Lucy and play "taste tester" for the day. Sooo good.

I received these wonderful items from work which were sent by another attorney in our area. Huzzah for how likeable my attorneys are and for how they love to share their goodies! Immediately when that green bottle was set on my desk I felt a spark of excitement inside of me. Is it the fact that it looks like a cheap imitation of a bottle of wine? Who knows. I never remember what sparkling cider actually tastes like anyways so why else would I be excited? I brought it home and received the same excitement from my brother. We felt all fancy when we found an occasion to create a toast to and to finally "break open the bottle." Well looks like we still have some work to do on the fancy part because we drank it from paper cups, no clinking or swirling. However, we were celebrating conference so that's toast worthy right?! ....Irony?

Conference brought a lot of golden nuggets this time around! I loved spending time with my family watching conference, always do. and going to dinner with Kaylyn, Terryl & my mom for a girls getaway during Priesthood session. I also had the wonderful opportunity to join D-rag (the nickname he proudly gave himself....?) in the Sunday afternoon session and boy was that great. The spirit was so strong throughout all the heart felt messages that were shared. Conference never fails to humble, motivate and rejuvenate me. I'm excited to start in on re-reading/listening to the sessions so I can pick up on where I overlooked. Also, with all the talk about marriage I'm curious to see how many engagements arise within the next few months. Bring on the flood of receptions! Joking aside, I do think that everything said was needed for one person or another, and everything I heard, I needed. I loved having two people in front of me that were frantically taking notes on each talk given. Curious, I leaned forward to see what they had both just written on the last talk. To my surprise their notes were not even close to the same. What a great lesson: The spirit speaks to each of us individually, our Heavenly Father knows each of us personally and the messages we specifically need to hear. Thanks.

This weekend also brought a few more surprises......

All I could think about was how I could definitely handle listening to our Prophet's voice from here....

Come on Utah.... realize that Winter is now being selfish. Give summer a chance to shine. :)

Happy 4 day!!

Today is a day that is better than almost any day. Today is 4 day. April 4th (4/4) is my favorite day because we get two 4's instead of one this month! I can't wait until I'm 44 in year 2044 on April 4th. Oh yeah, it's going to happen. Not really, but it would have been awesome. Maybe I'll lie about my age on that day. Who knows if blogs will even exist, but if they do, you better believe there will be a blogtastic post that day. I already missed 4:44 am (barely) and so I'm really looking forward to 4:44 pm... and trying to come up with 4 awesome things I can do at that time. Any ideas? There is really no other reason for this post besides the fact that I haven't posted in awhile, and to make you all aware of the greatest day ever! At 4:44 pm today, I hope you take a second and do 4 crazy cool things. So far, all I've got is 1) give a high four to a stranger 2) celebrate with 4 friends 3) sign up for a soccer league as #4 and 4) wear a 4 pendant that I made out of a paperclip around for the rest of the day. Obviously I'm needing a bit of help in the creativity area today.

HAPPY 4 DAY!!!!!!!!!

Donut Dilemma

Who knows what I have done right in my life recently, but nevertheless I receive these blessings openly. I have had 3 opportunities for free donuts this week! Woohoo! I of course took complete advantage of these opportunities and have adjusted my attendance to the gym accordingly. :) Today, the 3rd option for free donuts came from a lovely coworker to celebrate the season of Jean Friday! Not only is it a fantastic day when Jean Friday comes around, but we get free donuts on top of that? Can life get any better? I submit that it cannot! Insert movie name here of which I received this quote from but have failed to remember. As I was deciding which delectable treat to choose I had a thought come over me. The #2 opportunity for free donuts played out quite differently:

Opportunity #2:

Setting: Mediation Class

Giver: Professor

Donuts: Krispy Kreme plain & chocolate options

Reaction: Mild hesitation and consideration of the enlargement of certain "problem areas."

Opportunity #3:

Setting: Work

Giver: Co-worker

Donuts: Beyond Glaze Specialty Donuts

Reaction: Immediate motivation to forget all new years resolutions.

Why the difference in reactions? In both instances the only reason why I would not take a donut would be because I knew they were loaded with yummy calories that my backside could probably do without. However, the donut that has significantly more calories (due to the elaborate icing flavors and decorations shown below) is the donut that I don't think twice about eating. Apparently the sports mindset of "Go big or go home" has translated into my subconscious. Could be a problem? Na. That donut was super good.

Take your pick:

OR.......

Bald Spots

I have a confession to make. However, before I make my confession public, I have to first give some background information. For whatever reason, my hairs come out easily. Specifically I am talking about my arm hairs and eyebrow hairs. Yes I shed my long head hair quite often (anything black can attest to that), but the real phenomenon is the looseness of my arm and eyebrow hairs. So since this hair is so loose I sometimes enjoy picking at the crazy sticking up arm hairs to pass the time. It doesn't even hurt. Usually this happens when I'm bored, or sitting through a long church meeting. Ready for the confession?

When I get stressed out I pick at my eyebrow hairs.....

It sounds super weird, I realize this, but they just come out! What am I suppose to do?! The problem is that the more I pick, the less hairs that are left to make eyebrows. The worst part is that currently I have a bald spot in the middle of my right eyebrow - which I am quite embarrassed of. I have to admit, it has happened before, but Kaylyn, Karlie or Anisa will usually slap my hand and tell me to stop. I snap out of it and the eyebrows remain intact. Thanks guys. However, none of the three have been around me often enough lately at no fault of their own, and the life that I have chosen to live has graciously let me know how incompetent I am. Thus the combination of these factors = bald spot. Sad day. I keep trying to slick my eyebrow hairs back to cover it up, but unfortunately there aren't many hairs left to come to the rescue. This is the time that I wish I was a potato head and could say, "Oops, I forgot to put my eyebrows in today!" and it would be normal that I didn't have any. For now, it's still not exactly normal, so I'll just have to sit on my hands, or maybe put tape over the eyebrow hairs I do still have to preserve them. Do what you gotta do right?

A Song That Describes You

This past Sunday my apartment was in charge of Ward Prayer.

Ward Prayer: Utah thing designed to give singles in a singles

ward another chance to get married - as Parker describes it.

Our instructions were to introduce ourselves in a creative way and then to cover a spiritual thought, a hymn and end with a prayer. 4 minutes before Ward Prayer my roommates and I tried to come up with something creative. After drawing a blank, we just decided we would introduce our interesting selves and that would be creative enough. Now when we got there someone had an awful idea to have everyone else ask us questions to get to know us. This would be fine except for in these situations people ask weird/awkward questions and if you answer them "wrong," you get placed with an L on your forehead. Smash Mouth. So we had a few normal questions such as "what's your favorite movie," or "what's your major?" I was dominating these questions and feeling pretty good until someone asked, "If you could pick one song that describes you what would it be?" Instantly the words popped into my head, "I'm on fire, and now I think I'm ready to bust a move." Thank you Motion City Soundtrack. So I said it. Because those who know me, know that I have no filter from my brain to my mouth. Fact. Well one of my roommates said a nice peaceful/religion song and the other said another good, normal song. Shoot. I could have said something profound, like Weightless from All Time Low (since it is my theme song for this year); or something righteous, like I'm a Child of God, and provoked a few good thoughts about my sweet spirit. Nope, my subconscious chose a song that could easily reflect an arrogant, cocky personality with good dancing skills. Well I guess the cat is out of the bag. I'm going to have to dig up those good dancing skills that my subconscious and Motion City knows is in here somewhere. Huzzah for embarrassing my progenitors!

Poor Little Guys

Today, after I finished taking a big bite of the most wonderful beef jerky I've ever had, I noticed I had a lot of that fantastic jerky stuck in my teeth. Shoot. While trying to pick it all out I started to feel like a carnivor. --> In feeling like a carnivor I thought about lions. --> In thinking about lions I realized that they eat mass amounts of meat. --> When they eat mass amounts of meat, I wonder if they ever get it stuck in their teeth.... I found a peice of floss and then realized, lions don't even have floss to help them out! Sheesh I don't know how those guys do it. Maybe they use grass? There is nothing worse than getting something stuck in between your teeth and not being able to get it out. First off it hurts, and secondly my mind is constantly focused on what started out as a slight disturbance. So hang in there little guys, I'm going to invent some Lion Floss for you.

Also: I've decided that I'm moving to Tooele some day. They grow the best jerky I've ever tasted! I feel like an expletive should be placed in between "best" and "jerky" so that you realize how great it is.

Also, Also: I heard on the news that two guys were lost in a snow cave and survived for two days on beef jerky. That made me think that I should start keeping beef jerky around because I would LOVE to be stranded and only have beef jerky to eat. So the decision has been made; I will now buy a massive bag of beef jerky to keep in my car for some rainy day. Done and Done

Uhhh Hello?

I've decided on a few things in regards to answering your phone during class, a meeting, or something else important. I've been on both ends of the phone when this happens and I think I've been able to fully and unbaisedly evaluate the situation to merit an opinion.

Short Answer: If your phone is ringing and you are "technically" unavailable, don't answer the phone.

Long Answer: First off, the person calling has no idea that you are in a meeting and has no intention of interrupting. So when you listen for awhile and then interrupt and whisper, "Sorry, I'm in a meeting but I'll call you back?" the person calling feels like an idiot for ever even thinking that calling you at 3:44 was an appropriate idea. Although, why feel bad? You didn't force the person to answer the phone. By answering the phone in the first place, the impression is given that this is a good time to talk. Secondly, to the people that you are in a meeting with and just rudely interrupted, you have just sent the non verbal message to them that they are not as important as whoever is on the phone. If I am a meeting, and I am going to be interrupted, I would like it to be for something at least a little longer than, "I'll call you back." Once again, just don't answer the phone. I believe it is assumed that if someone misses your call, they will return it. Eventually. Of course, there are always unavoidable reasons (which do happen sometimes) that make it so we are unable to return the phone call. However, I'm not dealing with exceptions, just the general scenario.

Honestly, I think I have been a little brainwashed to think that I have to react to any beep, bloop or blip that my phone emits and at exact the second it happens. My family will attest that I am one of "those" that has my phone glued to my hand. I feel the need to be constantly checking emails, status', texts, phone calls, etc. to make sure that I haven't missed anything. Why is this? Sometimes I wish I could go back to the days when all you had was a home phone. If you were away and missed a call, that was the end of that, but not the end of the world. Somehow I'm going to try and break the habit and put some distance between my phone and myself. Try, being the keyword. :)

Rant, Over.

Aren't Old Folks Just the Sweetest?

You know it is going to be a good day when it is only 9 am and I have been called,

"Sweetheart,"

"Darling,"

"Dear,"

"Sweetie,"

and my favorite....

"Honey Buns."

Looks like I either have the voice of an 85 year old relief society president or that of a 4 year old with pigtails. Either way, I'm lovin' it. :)

Vans = Domination

Finally! The post that you all have been waiting for! We'll pretend. So... I like to obsess over weird things. Thus, I am weird. Logical reasoning eh? Believe me, I don't mind one bit. I quite enjoy it actually. I figure, why not love the little things in life? I'm just appreciating beauty where it isn't normally found. Right? Sure Hailey, whatever helps you sleep at night. :) However, I do believe this obsession isn't completely my fault. Somehow it is a direct genetic connection. For my mom, it's purses. For me, it's Vans Shoes :)

Weird thing to obsess over? Maybe, but why not?? They are so colorful, bright and super cool!

Now you are thinking, holy crap! How many pairs of Vans does this girl have? I'll happily answer that for you, 8. for now. I started with the light blue, then HAD to get pink, and then the obsession began.

My room at my apartment even has a shelf for them! Isn't it so great that the contractors were genius enough to know that some girl was going to need a spot for all of her darling shoes?! Books on a bookshelf? Na. At first it would only fit the 8, but I have now strategically placed them so that I can easily fit two more pairs! I thought I was done at 8, but since I have more room.... we may be welcoming Yellow and Black soon... Just warning you.


The real reason I know it's alright that I'm obsessed with Vans is because they are made just for me! Check it out, my initials are engraved on the bottom of them.
Told ya.

Think what you want, but I love them. So there you have it, my secret is out! If there was ever a secret to be kept.. What's your obsession? What sets you apart?