I'm Like a Firefighter

What do I have in common with those strong, buff, courageous, heroic, brave, firefighters that dedicate their lives toward the greater good? Well, actually none of the descriptions above.  Just that we both save lives. nbd.    

I got a call today from the Red Cross saying that I've saved 21 people by donating my lovely AB negative.  WOW!  Don't worry, I don't say this to toot my own horn, but rather to hopefully light a fire under each one of your bottoms so that you will run and give blood! People are waiting for you, people are waiting for me! 

*Also, as a side note.  I heard that if you donate as often as allowed (every 8 weeks), then it's like an oil change on your heart.   I'm sure that pumper will appreciate the maintenance.   So if you don't want to donate blood to save the dying people (maybe you recently helped an old lady cross the street and that filled your service quota), at least do it for yourself ;)*

Happy Birthday Mom!

Here's a shout-out to the best Mom ever!  Not only is she a phenomenal woman, she also is an amazing chef, successfully crafty, a fashionista and is constantly making us laugh.  Life around these parts would be quite drab* without her around.  So tonight, as tradition, she'll pick out her favorite restaurant and we will all happily dine together.  I love birthdays :] Happy Birthday Mom!!  We all love you and are so grateful to have you!



*My new word of the day:

Drab -
1] dull; cheerless; lacking in spirit, brightness, etc.
(It can also mean a dirty, untidy woman; a prostitute, but I meant the first definition)

Got Kids?

Wow.  This could be taken one of two ways:

1]    Funny joke about how many kids they have which require a massive van to fit them all;
 (sometimes you gotta laugh in order not to cry I guess)
2]    Got kids you want to stuff in our van?  We offer free candy.

Either way.... WOW.

Book Review: Confessions of a Shopaholic

My mom convinced me to start in on this series last week when I was trying to find something to read.  I wanted to take a break from my John Grisham books and read something a little different.

(I know I may be one of the few that finds

the legal profession SOOO interesting, really I do, 

but even I get a little tired of dealing with

it all day and then reading about it at night)

Well once I started reading this, I couldn't put this little treasure down!  Sophie Kinsella writes so well that you breeze through the book, lol-ing (Literally) the whole way.  Ms. Kinsella is absolutely hilarious.  She's one person that I would LOVE to meet in person.  Also I'd like to be her friend      (FB friend request pending), because anyone that can create something this fantastic has got to be on my top friend list.  Funny people go far. 

Now to compare the book to the movie................don't.  I tried at first and then realized that they were totally different.  Yes, same characters, same idea, but totally different.  However, I am really glad I saw the movie first because I loved every second of the movie.  Then, to read the book, you get the amazingness of the movie amplified by 4 million as you delve deeper into the characters and Rebecca Bloomwood's hilarous happenings.  I recommend this to EVERYONE.  Even if you don't particularly like shopping - that's not the point, this book is just that good.  The only allowances I will give you to not read this book have to fall under any of the following circumstances:

1] You feel embarrased to suddenly burst out in uncontrollable fits of laughter at any given moment, quite possibly while around others
2] You hate life and feel that laughing, smiling and/or happiness is of the devil
3] You are at a 1st grade reading level and are still working on finishing One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish.

If you believe you fit it any of the above categories, it's fine.  I just have to say, you're missing out.  Now.... on to the next book: "Shopaholic takes Manhattan"

Picture Perfect

How about a little update on things?

Well here you go!

 Anisa's Engaged!!!!

 "Is something burning?"  "Hailey your jacket!!" 

Proof that I shouldn't be left alone while cooking - even if it is just spaghetti noodles....

 Todd broke his arm!  Spiral butterfly fracture of his humerous bone 

He didn't think it was very funny...

 Kaylyn's engaged!!!!!!!

 Proof of my first time ever to win a game of Settlers of Catan!! (our new obsession)

DOMINATION!

 Christmas Party at Katie & Dave's!

 Yeah that's right.... an ugly sweater never looked so good.

 Skyping with Jordan for Christmas!!!!!!!

 My new project from PINTEREST!!!

 Notice anything different about Jake's face.... look closely... hahaha

(Also, we started a coed indoor soccer team with the soccer guys!!)

 Kaylyn's bridal shower!!

We've had the opportunity to go to many Jazz games this year!

I'm sure I'll do a round two.... I have a lot of pictures :]  Happy friday!!

Back in the Saddle Again!

Well hello my lovely blog whom I've missed terribly!  Yes, I realize that the last time I was on here I had dramatically declared that I was never to blog again.....  You can go ahead and call me by my new nickname, "hypocrite."  Oh well, life is full of hypocracies, and times change!  I finished school this last semester booyah! and so now I have nothing better to do... right?? ;)  I don't mind one bit that the super-stressed Hailey is going away and I gladly welcome back the less-stressed Hailey. 

For awhile I have wanted to put my blog into a book and when I started doing so, I realized how much I loved blogging.  Now I'm sucked back in, and we'll see how long this relationship lasts this time around.  Hopefully we'll make it after the first harsh break up. 

P.S. If you read the last post..... Valentines turned out really great!  Todd surprised me with some of the best smelling lotions, soap and candles ever (peach bellini.... so good I feel like I wanted to take a spoon and eat it), then my mom and Todd's mom had Valentines waiting for us when we got home for the day.  

Yup I'm still a kid, and I don't mind one bit! :]

"Put a Little Love in Your Heart"

Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!

This morning I woke up and went straight for my closet to see what I could put together for my V-day outfit.  I eliminated all of my yellows, browns, blacks, purples, greens, blues and focused solely on my pinks and reds.  It's Valentines day, and regardless of if you have a significant other or not, appropriate social protocol is to dress up in as many shades of pink, red and white as you can - the more plastic heart accessories the better.   Right?  I got to work, and realized that no one else is living in the 5th grade like I am.  Everyone dressed up normally; no feather boas, no valentines exchanges with everyone, no fun. 

I think I'd like to go back to the days when I would spend all night the day before just working on my Valentines mailbox I had made into a Robot.  Maybe I should have brought some Hey Arnold or Spongebob Squarepants Valentines in to work today.  I know I'm always up for a "You Rock Valentine!" card. :]

I knew I had reached adulthood this year when my mom didn't make me my own personal Valentine today.  (It only took 22 years to be a big girl!)
Either way, today is today and yesterday was yesterday.  I'm happy for where I'm at on this Valentines day and for the chance I get to celebrate what I've felt all year long!! I love all of you!!!

P.S. I admit, I lied.  I was never that creative kid that made the Robot or flushing toilet for my valentines....  I still remember who in my classes did though! So hats off to you, you will be remembered forever and I will always envy you.

Snap, Crackle, Pop

What do you call treats that are made out of fruity pebbles and marshmellows?  Rice Krispies?  Nope, because Rice Krispies are made out of Rice Krispies. mystery of the universe....solved.  So.... with that logic, do I just call them Fruity Pebbles?  If I do, and decide to tell you how Fruity Pebbles have just taken their comfortably long term #3 spot in my list of favorite treats, than you would assume I had just eaten a bowl of cereal.  Now to make matters worse, say these treats were made with the generic, knock off, no name brand of Fruity Pebbles....  What are they called now? 

Generic, knock off, no name brand sugar, treats.

Perfect.    

This picture is one I stole from Pinterest.  We ate ours too fast to be able to take a picture first.

P.S. I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Do I Dare Say It?

Looking at my recent post history I realized something sad, but what I knew would come eventually.  Domination-station.blogspot.com may be coming to an end.  If you couldn't tell, my creative juices haven't been the usual flowing waterfall but rather a trickling stream.

If you catch my drift. 

Technically, this blog was only supposed to last a year, since it blossomed from my new years resolution of "Why Not?!" However, look how far we've come! Starting in February of 2009 (wow!), and ending up in the middle of 2011, a lot has changed.  I've cleaned up and become a distinguished American citizen!  Okay maybe I can't push it that far, but at least they are still letting me be an American citizen.  That's something eh?

Some may call it writers block, others, a shift in priorities.   I struck gold and could be moving on to some big things soon. metaphorically I realize that I will still do stupid things regardless of whether I have a medium to document them on, and I look forward to what my blonde hair has in store for me!  :)

A shout out to all of those who have followed my ramblings; you are what helped fuel this blog and most times were there with me for a lot of these experiences. 

THANK YOU!

~Much love and DOMINATION~

Hailey.

P.S. Don't stop blogging friends!  Just because I won't have my blog doesn't mean I can't stalk yours :)

Fear #54:

Say I ate uncooked ramen noodles and dipped them in the included chicken flavored sodium packet.  Say I could hear my mom telling me how bad this meal is for my health.  Say I loved every second of it.  Now, say I drink water or any other liquid after I eat these uncooked ramen noodles.  Are they going to expand in my stomach?  Doesn't that happen to birds when they eat uncooked rice?  Pretty sure birds have exploded from the expansion of the uncooked rice in their stomachs...correlation to humans?

Well if this is the end, listen to the Band Perry song, "If I Die Young" and you'll know what to do.  Oh and I'd like the "help save exploding birds and people" fund to be set up at all the local grocery stores. Over and out.