<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:12:47.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey's Happenings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-117251497403361394</id><published>2007-02-26T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:37:15.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The End!</title><content type='html'>This is going to be the end to this blog. But dont go worrying, because a new one has started up. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://my.opera.com/hdawg/blog/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-117251497403361394?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/117251497403361394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=117251497403361394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/117251497403361394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/117251497403361394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2007/02/end.html' title='The End!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116865499202970712</id><published>2007-01-12T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:23:12.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Time</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I realize how bad I am at this...but when you live a busy and hectic life like myself, it is hard to keep everyone else up to date, let alone myself!&lt;br /&gt;I will just say briefly that my Christmas holidays were fantastic! It was so great to be home and see all my family and friends! All my family except Reg and J of course who had to stay out in Oliver to do the duties of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;My holiday time consisted of many good coffees at the Esso, a couple illegal trips to the Last Chance Saloon in town, games nights and Jen's, a hell of a rowdy evening for newyears and of course lotsa hanging out with the fam. So much family in fact that I had to make a trek to Yorkton Sk for my great grandmother's 100th birthday. Besides the joyous fact that God had blessed her with 100 years of life....the event was not such a blessing. Good old family reunions where you get to hug and take pictures with people you dont really know but call "family". GREAT times! Okay so i'm a bit of a hater...but we all know how it feels. I was also able to get in some quality kereoke time at Kirbs place and go ice fishing with her and my pa! Unfortunatley the best we did was the minnows we used as bait...but hell, it was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Of course the holidays went way too fast and before I knew it I was back here in Calgary getting ready for semester 2. I quickly found out that this semester is going to be quite alot more work than last. With a full course load and clinical once a week I may have my hands full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first clinical was yesterday, which really only consisted of orientation. Met my group, went to Rockyview Hospital...(which just happens to be the furthest hospital away from me) and did a tour of our unit. While i am quite excited to start the real life aspect of nursing, it also scares me shitless. Its hard to believe that I am at this point already. It looks like it will be quite interesting....everything except having to wake up at 4:30 in the freakin morning....dont people know my body doesn't work that way!&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, all in all things are good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now....I'll try to keep you better updated this time.&lt;br /&gt;H-dawg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116865499202970712?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116865499202970712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116865499202970712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116865499202970712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116865499202970712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2007/01/updating-time.html' title='Updating Time'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116553043722735245</id><published>2006-12-07T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:27:17.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well lets just say its been a wild couple of days. Not only did I get to go the morgue and hold live human parts, but I also got to attend my very first NHL game ever! It was great times and the flames even won...they probably did it just for me!&lt;br /&gt;I was also able to make a record of four days in a row at the kilkenny irish pub. oh some good times there playing asshole with oversized cards and Greg wearing santa apparel!&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a good way to finish the partying week with a trip to cowboys for ladies night! With a free limo and free drinks how can you turn it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/938804/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us four girls&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/796210/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Inside the limo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/246767/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Amy in the limo&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/694201/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Jen&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/667708/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jordan and Lexi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116553043722735245?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116553043722735245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116553043722735245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116553043722735245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116553043722735245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-lets-just-say-its-been-wild.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116508209414299888</id><published>2006-12-02T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:54:54.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for the ugly duckling!</title><content type='html'>And alas I knew I would be getting shit for not having my biggest sister on my last post. Although I do have good reason for it. Blogger is a pain in my ass and only uploads certain photos at one time, and after getting some uploaded...it decided to crap out and I know longer can do any more. Therefore I pass the blame to Blogger. But Reg, knowing how this one cut you real deep...heres a post all for you!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, folks, Regan really was in Calgary for that weekend, we had a hell of a time, and she looooved everybody..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/116412/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is drinking beer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/102787/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is with Brad and Amy!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/76906/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is with long time buddy Scotty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/490/320/14058/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reggie u know i love you and I'd have a pillow fight with you anytime! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116508209414299888?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116508209414299888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116508209414299888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116508209414299888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116508209414299888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-one-is-for-ugly-duckling.html' title='This one is for the ugly duckling!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116353717786044411</id><published>2006-11-14T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:14:54.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So a couple weekends ago was a wild one! I havn't eaten so much food nor dranken so much beer for a long time...but boy what fun it was! Kirby, Bobbi, Bruce and Corey came from Grenfell for a little weekend visit and Regan also flew in from Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;On sunday night we went to Aussie Rules for little personal concert. We had about 15 of us and there was only a couple other small tables participating in the fun. Even with the small crowd (or should I say "klein" crowd...Kirby?) it was a great time had by all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amy and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mr. Piano man please just tickle those ivory keys...(I got a free drink from this guy..I liked him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scott and Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AMF, T and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kirb looking hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20141.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bruce and Bobbi...so cute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Haileys%20Calgary%20Pics%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chris double fisting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116353717786044411?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116353717786044411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116353717786044411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116353717786044411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116353717786044411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-couple-weekends-ago-was-wild-one-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116288061780349075</id><published>2006-11-07T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:23:37.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Sexy Back??</title><content type='html'>I realize what kind of situation I am putting myself in by admitting to the following. But I have no shame.&lt;br /&gt;I think Justin Timberlake really is bringing sexy back! : 0&lt;br /&gt;Okay so maybe he isn't bringing sexy back, but I really like his newest CD. This was tough for me to admit at the beginning because he is a past N'sync member...but then I came to realize..who didn't love N'sync in their day?? There must be a reason why you all know their lyrics right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/nsync.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....I do blame this change in my thoughts on Amy who is a hip-hop lovin gangsta. Trust me when I say JT will grow on you. Check him out...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/JT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116288061780349075?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116288061780349075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116288061780349075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116288061780349075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116288061780349075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/11/bringing-sexy-back.html' title='Bringing Sexy Back??'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116259827762261064</id><published>2006-11-03T17:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T17:57:57.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you like big bibles?</title><content type='html'>Well, Amy Dawn came through for us once again. Check out this wicked video! So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compfused.com/directlink/615"&gt;http://www.compfused.com/directlink/615&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116259827762261064?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116259827762261064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116259827762261064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116259827762261064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116259827762261064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-you-like-big-bibles.html' title='Do you like big bibles?'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-116226059679512333</id><published>2006-10-30T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:09:56.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrubs</title><content type='html'>Well today marked one of the first days of becoming a real nurse! I bought my first pair of real scrubs. I have a job shadowing at Peter Lougheed and I couldn't very well go in my jeans now could I? Anyways, Amy and I drove down to Uniforms by Karen and picked up a pair. We then proceded to go down 17th and shop at a bunch of trendy little stores. Good times had by all.&lt;br /&gt;There, now wouldn't you trust me with your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/scrubs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-116226059679512333?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/116226059679512333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=116226059679512333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116226059679512333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/116226059679512333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/10/scrubs.html' title='Scrubs'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115991629619639433</id><published>2006-10-03T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T00:34:52.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know. Its been 3 months. But I'm back again. Now you dont have to get angry with me anymore Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...halloween is almost here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Halloween memories:&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting about 10 bazillion freakin wagon wheels in your pouch of goodies. Who likes them anyways? I refuse to be an old person who does that.&lt;br /&gt;2. Being two-ton-tony every year being otherwise you freeze your nuts off in saskatchewan weather.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being mistaken for good old Davey Wagner by some old lady when she asked my name one year while trick or treating. That one cut me real deep.&lt;br /&gt;4.Feeling like your gunna hork up all those tasty wagon wheels after hoovering the whole bag of goodies....mmmmboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly I didn't go out this weekend like I wanted too. I guess I wont get to be SPAM this year....theres always hope for next Halloween...&lt;br /&gt;(What a great outfit to wear to the next Wagner family reunion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/spam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me about your halloween joys and sorrows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115991629619639433?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115991629619639433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115991629619639433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115991629619639433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115991629619639433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115688093639499912</id><published>2006-08-29T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:48:56.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>Well, I take off on Friday and I've made up my mind...packing is officially the devil. I hate it with a passion. It is especially difficult this time, because after dropping me off in Calgary, mom and dad are going onto Oliver where dad is going to need his golf clubs and all of their own luggage. And because the van is such a gas guzzler...we have to squeeze into the car. I'm not totally sure how its going to happen...I am anything but a light packer. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to believe time has gone so fast and its actually time to move! I'm excited for something new, sad to leave everything and everyone back home, and slightly nervous all at the same time. I mean, the U of C itselt is only 27 times larger than my home town....but whats to worry about right?....right?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None the less...it will be one heck of an adventure for this small town prairie girl! I'll let you know how the move goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115688093639499912?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115688093639499912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115688093639499912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115688093639499912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115688093639499912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/08/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115596585403865605</id><published>2006-08-18T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:37:34.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr.</title><content type='html'>So I dont know what kind of things tick you off, but I definatley have a new favorite on my list of hated things. Besides people coming in at closing time to eat food at the restaraunt, being put on call waiting by morons on the phone, or having a long awaited and looked forward to DVD skip and crap out on you....I also hate when Hotmail Staff sends me e-mails. I sign onto msn, thinking that I have an exciting e-mail waiting for me...I almost pea my pants with anticipation...and its just mass e-mail sent from some office of arrogant pricks who dont give a damn who I am. And...to top it all off...you can't block Hotmail...or you simply can't have an account through them...so there really is no solution to this...&lt;br /&gt;ah well...life must go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115596585403865605?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115596585403865605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115596585403865605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115596585403865605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115596585403865605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/08/grrr.html' title='Grrr.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115492152170551157</id><published>2006-08-06T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:32:01.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Special K!</title><content type='html'>So last wednesday was a special day. Thats right everyone, our very own Kirby Wagner turned 22 years old! Almost a grown up that we can take seriously...but not quite. We decided to spend the night at Grenfell Regional Park (not to be confused with GPR right Jenn!) which just happens to be the crappiest camp grounds you will ever see. However we found the nicest spot (which consitsted of about 3 trees) and set up camp. It was a real cute little spot and a bunch of us girls made it home for one night. We roasted weiners, made s'mores, listened to girly tunes and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0489.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0522.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday Kirb!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115492152170551157?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115492152170551157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115492152170551157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115492152170551157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115492152170551157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/08/special-k.html' title='Special K!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115225293944611227</id><published>2006-07-07T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:15:39.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So true...</title><content type='html'>Four women were driving across Canada. Each one was from a differentprovince: P.E.I, BC, Alberta, and Saskatchewan.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the trip began, the woman from P.E.I started pulling potatoes from her bag and throwing them out of the window."What the heck are you doing?" demanded the girl from BC."We have so many of these darn things in PEI, I'm just sick of looking at them!"&lt;br /&gt;A moment later, the gal from BC began pulling apples from her bag and tossing them from the window. "What are you doing that for?" asked the gal from Alberta. "Same here. We have so many apples in BC, I'm sick of looking at them!"&lt;br /&gt;Inspired, the gal from Alberta opened the car door and pushed the Saskatchewan girl out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alas..another one is Alberta bound...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115225293944611227?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115225293944611227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115225293944611227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115225293944611227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115225293944611227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-true.html' title='So true...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-115118773914822079</id><published>2006-06-24T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T16:22:19.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>qSarah Concert</title><content type='html'>Friday night was an enjoyable evening spent in Regina listening to the musical talents of qSarah Wemyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/IMG_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/IMG_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/IMG_0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-115118773914822079?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/115118773914822079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=115118773914822079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115118773914822079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/115118773914822079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/06/qsarah-concert.html' title='qSarah Concert'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114983211602259612</id><published>2006-06-08T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:48:36.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Collections</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that every person, at one point and time of their childhood collected something. Maybe it made us feel really cool, to have more of something, or more unique somethings than anyone else, or maybe we did it to fit in with the sticker collecting club that the rest of the kids were in in grade 3. (not speaking from any personal experience...) I suppose that I actually went through a few different collecting stages of my life. But I would have to say that my ultimate favorite, would be my napkin collection.&lt;br /&gt;Although you may think this is lame and humorous...I dont think you understand the difficulty that comes with trying to gather all the varieties of  napkins you can find. It takes skill to shove a napkin into your mothers purse at every restaurant without letting people see you and give you awkward looks. And I'm sure you havn't even considered the special care I had to take so that napkins were not crinkled or wrecked in any way.&lt;br /&gt;I got up to about 40 different napkins before I quit collecting. I'd like to see any of you outdo that! I'll save them for a few more years, and probably make millions off of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114983211602259612?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114983211602259612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114983211602259612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114983211602259612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114983211602259612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/06/collections.html' title='Collections'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114817484325882443</id><published>2006-05-20T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:27:23.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rowdy Evening</title><content type='html'>So Friday night was the big birthday celebration... and yes, the cake is in fact wishing Kyle the happiest of birthdays..but dont let it confuse you, it is actually my birthday...lol dont ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20Birthday%201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeni enjoying the warm spring evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/H%20birthday%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20birthday%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture with my very first CB's boughten....legally....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20Birthday%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Every single one of them in my mouth...Hello cancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/H%20birthday%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20birthday%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melly looking smart and sophisticated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/H%20birthday%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20birthday%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenda going at it double time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/H%20birthday%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20birthday%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now for the pretty pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/H%20Birthday%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20Birthday%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/H%20Birthday%206.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114817484325882443?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114817484325882443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114817484325882443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114817484325882443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114817484325882443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/05/rowdy-evening.html' title='A Rowdy Evening'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114801846890689867</id><published>2006-05-18T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:01:08.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlight of the day...</title><content type='html'>So picture this...&lt;br /&gt;Dawn and I are cooking in the back of the restaurant and Becka and Kim are waitressing. In the middle of doing some dishes, we spot the biggest, nastiest (probably killer) bee buzzing around the cooler. The girl in all of us came out, and of course our reactions are like..."oh my gosh...its a bee...ahhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;Our next step is to get rid of it. Dawn goes at it with a broom almost tearing the place apart and yelling at the bee to "lower its altitude..or else" We all put on the tough man act until the little guy gets pissed off and starts coming after us...in which case we all scatter the opposite direction. After many unsuccesful attempts, we decide to not worry about it. That is until it shows up in the front of the restaurant where all the customers are. The place is full, and now you've got another 60 people acting like girls, swatting at the bee. For a good 5 minutes, the whole restaurant was occupied by this damn bee.&lt;br /&gt;Finally a young kid kills the guy with his fork... and the whole restaurant breaks out into cheering and applause...&lt;br /&gt;I almost pissed myself laughing...by far the most retarted situation i've ever been in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114801846890689867?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114801846890689867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114801846890689867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114801846890689867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114801846890689867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/05/highlight-of-day.html' title='Highlight of the day...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114715009764052081</id><published>2006-05-08T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:48:17.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a part of my birthday present, Reg, Jason and Kirby bought me a little something that was totally unexpected...&lt;br /&gt;It sure brought me back to old times when I discovered that under the wrapping paper was none other than the newest Kenny Rogers CD- Water and Bridges.&lt;br /&gt;Way back in the day, I used to love Kenny Rogers. I had a tape that I would often listen too...and therefore often got made fun of by both of my sisters. They always told me that Kenny Rogers sucked and he smelled like old moth balls...I would usually cry...(not like it was a good burn though...old moth balls...what the hell is that about)&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've grown however, dont worry, I no longer listen to Kenny. However...I might just start again now that I've got my new CD! And as much as Kirby has made fun of me for like Kenny...she can't say much anymore... before giving me the CD, she made a copy for herself...lol&lt;br /&gt;You know...with his new face lift he's not a bad looking old man...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/kenny%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gambler has still got it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114715009764052081?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114715009764052081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114715009764052081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114715009764052081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114715009764052081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-part-of-my-birthday-present-reg.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114672147780352274</id><published>2006-05-03T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:44:37.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So as of recently, I'm not only doing waitressing at the Esso...but I've also been moved to try out a few kitchen prep shifts. Mostly this means the be-atch work of doing fill-ups, peeling potatoes, slicing meats and crap like that. And I dont mean to complain..because it really isn't so bad. Its nice to get a break from the crazyness of dealing with customers all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Today though, it was farely slow, so I did a little cooking 101 with Dawn. I was making burgers, and pizzas, and wraps and chicken fingers and salads. I mean, it was nothing too extravagant, but for Hailey...who usually sticks with Kraft dinner and pizza pops...it was farely impressive. So far I'm really enjoying it. It will be great practice for living on my own next year and having to cook for myself...and who knows, maybe one day you'll see me on my very own cooking show...I can see it now...The Frugal Gourmet starring Hailey Wagner...Martha Stewarts got nothing on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114672147780352274?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114672147780352274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114672147780352274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114672147780352274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114672147780352274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-as-of-recently-im-not-only-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114654356138941728</id><published>2006-05-01T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:19:21.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My sista from another mista...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Laya!! She's now of legal age...and a danger to all of society!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great day!!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114654356138941728?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114654356138941728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114654356138941728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114654356138941728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114654356138941728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-sista-from-another-mista.html' title='My sista from another mista...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114584870992331711</id><published>2006-04-23T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:18:29.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School again...</title><content type='html'>Easter holidays are officially over come tommorrow morning. What a depressing thought. However, there is just one last term of school left. Its hard to believe, grad in a month, one more month after that of hellish departmentals and studying, and than the end! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Easter holidays couldn't really be considered a "holiday" cuz i worked everyday except one. But it was still nice to get away from school for a bit. Now just one more kick of ambition and it's goodbye Grenfell High....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114584870992331711?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114584870992331711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114584870992331711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114584870992331711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114584870992331711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-again.html' title='School again...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114549854573113431</id><published>2006-04-19T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T20:02:25.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride &amp; Prejudice</title><content type='html'>We watched Pride and Prejudice last night. It was one of the best movies I've seen in a long time. Of course I'm a sucker for anything romantic, but it really was a great movie. It's very rarely that you will find a good PG rated movie without any nastiness, but still a good love story, so it was very appreciated. I suggest all you romantics check it out! Hailey and Brenda give it two thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/prideandprejudice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114549854573113431?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114549854573113431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114549854573113431&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114549854573113431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114549854573113431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/pride-prejudice.html' title='Pride &amp; Prejudice'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114540230110866501</id><published>2006-04-18T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:18:21.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grenfell Ink</title><content type='html'>So Brenda and I dont usually buy lame teen magazines...however, we got suckered in this time. Who can say no to free tatoos! (although the word 'free' really means nothing because you're still paying out the ass for the $5 magazine)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes, we bought the magazine got a whole booklet of tatoos and the outcome of our spontanious buying....&lt;br /&gt;Chad Michael Murray on Brenda's shoulder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/chad%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Hilary Duff on mine: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/hilary%202.2.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha...you should see the ones we put on our butts....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H + B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114540230110866501?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114540230110866501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114540230110866501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114540230110866501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114540230110866501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/grenfell-ink.html' title='Grenfell Ink'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114496950848523635</id><published>2006-04-13T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:05:08.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that sucks.</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days...where bad things just kept happening to Hailey.&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, before I knew what I was doing with my life next year, I applied for entrance awards at the University of Alberta. I got a letter today saying that I recieved $5000 from them, thats enough to cover my full tuition...but alas I am not going there so no money for me. What a kick in the pants...University of Calgary has some work to do to beat that one!&lt;br /&gt;Then during spare, Richard and Jamie and I went on a snack run to the esso and bought a cappuccino. I was sitting in Biology sipping away at it...and it happened to slip out of my hands (dont ask how) and spill all over me....not a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;Then, sitting in Physics last class of the day, Reed (that little bastard) set me up to sit beside him, and not realizing that there was the hugest nastiest gob of snot all over the table...I stuck my sleeve right in it. I know...how nasty...I yelled a few profanities at him, and gagged the whole way to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow better be a damn good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114496950848523635?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114496950848523635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114496950848523635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114496950848523635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114496950848523635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-that-sucks.html' title='Well that sucks.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114447846900671974</id><published>2006-04-08T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:41:09.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How you know when your tardiness becomes a problem...</title><content type='html'>i am not a punctual person. I can admit that. I think I take advantage that I live two hops and a skip away from school. This could be the reason why I now have officially too many lates and have to go for a noon hour detention sometime within the next couple of weeks...&lt;br /&gt;now of course mom gave me crap about the whole situation. but i can't help but shrug it off and laugh about the whole thing. Brenda just needs to get one more, and then we can serve out detention together...talk about good planning!  When Wiley told me about it, she was as easygoing about the thing as i was...so really, how am i supposed to take this seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only really lame part about the whole thing is that we have to answer a bunch of questions and write out goals of how we plan on not being late anymore...me and Brenda are thinking of having a contest to see who can do the best bullshitting on it....we'll let you know who wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114447846900671974?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114447846900671974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114447846900671974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114447846900671974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114447846900671974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-you-know-when-your-tardiness.html' title='How you know when your tardiness becomes a problem...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114428086081740326</id><published>2006-04-05T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T17:48:18.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another night in the G town.</title><content type='html'>A tuesday night, would not be a tuesday night, if it didn't include cruising the streets of Grenfell in an Astro van eating a whole box of Chunks Ahoy Cookies and drinking a glass of homo milk, while trying to manuever the steering wheel at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we make this a regular occurence B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good times. That is of course before your tummy realizes that you have just packed away 20 cookies and a huge glass of unormally thick milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114428086081740326?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114428086081740326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114428086081740326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114428086081740326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114428086081740326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-another-night-in-g-town.html' title='Just another night in the G town.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114420825867724103</id><published>2006-04-04T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:42:39.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thongs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally know what you just thought...and no you sicko...this blog is about shoes...&lt;br /&gt;So I love spring for many reasons. One of them being that I get to break out the flip flops as soon as the snow is no longer on the ground. Sure my feet still freeze off in the mid march time...but I get to wear my sandals and thats all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;As of this moment I have about 10 pairs of flip flops. I suppose it could be considered an addiction...&lt;br /&gt;Hello my name is Hailey, and I'm addicted to shoes....&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on it but my feet are happiest in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="302" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/200/feet.0.jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114420825867724103?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114420825867724103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114420825867724103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114420825867724103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114420825867724103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/04/thongs.html' title='Thongs!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114368450477932826</id><published>2006-03-29T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:16:56.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Fun.</title><content type='html'>Some of you may have recieved the e-mail describing this retarded way to waste some time in your boring day. Brenda and I sure did...and boy did we waste time.&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works. Go to google, type in your name+needs (ex. Brenda+needs) You then read the website captions that appear and see what kind of goodness they hold for you. The idea is to fill in your name and continue the e-mail going around to see how many different ones you can get. B and I tried quite a few names and ended up pissing our pants with some of them.&lt;br /&gt;-Brenda needs your help!&lt;br /&gt;-Hailey needs housing rules.&lt;br /&gt;-Leighton needs a heart transplant to survive.&lt;br /&gt;-Richard needs his medication.&lt;br /&gt;-Regan needs a caring and loving family to take her home.&lt;br /&gt;-Kirby needs a hug (haha one of my personal favorites)&lt;br /&gt;-Mike needs a date&lt;br /&gt;-Jason needs to shutup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol good times. check out your own name and find out what your true needs are. And if you're really bored..it was also fun to try it with +likes instead of +needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hey kirby why dont we work on that date for mike* hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda &amp;amp; Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114368450477932826?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114368450477932826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114368450477932826&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114368450477932826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114368450477932826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/google-fun.html' title='Google Fun.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114361007771521149</id><published>2006-03-28T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:27:57.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The list theory.</title><content type='html'>I am a list person. I need lists to survive through my days. They are the answer to everything. Whether it's a grocery list, a household chore list, a 10 things i hate about you list..(okay i'm that much of a hater), or just the general 'things i need to get done today' list...they always come in handy. Brenda often makes fun of me because I always have a list for some reason or another. I may have a horrible memory or be really dumb...but they help.&lt;br /&gt;However, they are starting to have a reverse affect on me. I make this huge assed list of things i need to get done so I dont get stressed about forgeting something right...however, lately, the more i look at the list the more i realize 'oh crap its not getting shorter' and the more stressed i get.&lt;br /&gt;My list right now is huge, and for most of the items on my list..there is very little ambition to get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to...I need a holiday, then i will not need to worry about my dreaded list.&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114361007771521149?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114361007771521149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114361007771521149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114361007771521149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114361007771521149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/list-theory.html' title='The list theory.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114323274728093361</id><published>2006-03-24T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:44:06.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say that there is no rest for the wicked and the righteous dont need any. I must be wicked...cuz I'm keeping super super busy...and I am definatley needing my rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its looking like a busy weekend too. Nicole is coming tonight and we'll all end up watching a movie or something i'm sure. I work my first morning shift tommorrow, and have to be there at 6:45...mornings do not work well with me, but we'll see how she goes. Tommorrow afternoon is Nicoles wedding ( a different nicole than the first one) and I am super pumped about that. I love weddings! Me and Brenda have to work the coffee bar at her reception so that will keep us busy. Then on sunday me and mel and nicole and brenda are headed to the city. Its about bloody time, I am in dire need of some shoes!&lt;br /&gt;So all in all...its gunna continue to be busy times. Now i just need to make some time to do homework and clean up my room. But of course, I've got my priorities straight...so they'll have to wait till later...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114323274728093361?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114323274728093361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114323274728093361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114323274728093361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114323274728093361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/they-say-that-there-is-no-rest-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114300675693364182</id><published>2006-03-21T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:52:36.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Max</title><content type='html'>My guinea pig died tonight. And to be truthful, tears were shed pretty much by the whole family. Yes, he was a rodent, but he had more personality than the regular rodent, and always felt more like a puppy. The little guy lived for almost 6 years and had totally become a part of the family.  Max was very sweet and he will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114300675693364182?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114300675693364182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114300675693364182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114300675693364182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114300675693364182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/goodbye-max.html' title='Goodbye Max'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114265786602727254</id><published>2006-03-17T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:57:46.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little relax time.</title><content type='html'>It was a crazy day at work. From 2:30 to 10:00 it was pretty much non-stop. I know what you're thinking...how busy can gas station restaurant in Grenfell be? But it was. I suppose that maybe more than busy, it was just hectic. We kept running out of stuff, and things were breaking left and right. It was pretty ridiculous. I got to a point where I just had to pause, breath deeply and say to myself "Okay Hailey...what the hell are you doing?" Then off I go on my merry old way again.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, now I've eaten and I have to wind down before I go to bed. But I'm going to do it all again tommorrow night and Sunday. Busy, Busy, Busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114265786602727254?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114265786602727254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114265786602727254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114265786602727254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114265786602727254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-relax-time.html' title='A little relax time.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114230762361205584</id><published>2006-03-13T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:46:33.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Problems?</title><content type='html'>So it all started this past summer, when Marcus and I would pick random embarassing, cheesy pamphlets at each church we went to, and gave them to eachother for a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Today I was surprised by a letter in the mail from Marcus himself which had inside it...wait for it...yes....a pamphlet! He felt that I could benefit from reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/pamphlet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It outlines the do's and dont's of handling your anger and contains these helpful words from a good friend of ours:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away, know when to run.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now if anyone knows Kenny Rogers, its me...and I can agree that he most definatley is singing about anger management, as it is so clearly outlined in the title of the song 'The Gambler'...the Greek word for Gambler means 'dealing with your anger'. Take it to heart...Kenny knows all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/kenny_rogers_200dpi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now there is a happy man. I see no anger in him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dont know how I would get through life without an educational pamphlet every now and again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114230762361205584?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114230762361205584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114230762361205584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114230762361205584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114230762361205584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/anger-problems.html' title='Anger Problems?'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114206253192391325</id><published>2006-03-11T01:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:35:31.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Been Kissed</title><content type='html'>Me and Matt and Jen just finished watching Never Been Kissed. It's such a great chick flick! So romantic...with a super hot teacher! We need to hire new teachers at Grenfell High...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/michael-vartan-003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The ending is by far the best part of the movie, where he runs out into the baseball field to giving the girl her first ever real kiss....awwww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/never%20been%20kissed.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However...one part does rub me the wrong way in this movie. He totally has a thing for her when she is acting as a 17 year old girl in his class. And while it seems okay because we all know that she's actually 25...he doesn't know that! Can you say molester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/never%20been%20kissed%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None the less...great movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114206253192391325?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114206253192391325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114206253192391325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114206253192391325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114206253192391325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/never-been-kissed.html' title='Never Been Kissed'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114171331673401213</id><published>2006-03-07T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:35:16.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough Medicine</title><content type='html'>I'm sick again...I am starting to wonder about this immune system of mine!&lt;br /&gt;Buckley's is a daily occurence for me! I should totally send in my bad taste face! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/buckleys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking it so much that I'm getting used to the taste...darnit anyways. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/home_buckley_ad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114171331673401213?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114171331673401213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114171331673401213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114171331673401213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114171331673401213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/cough-medicine.html' title='Cough Medicine'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114159049730799389</id><published>2006-03-05T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T14:28:21.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh.</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Sooper B's Esso Restaurant is attatched to the Esso gas station. Yesterday, while waitressing, the table of farmers nearest to the window started laughing and yelled at everyone to come look out the window. We went over and saw some idiot was about to drive away from the gas pumps with the freakin nozzle still in his truck. He took off pretty fast, and the whole gas pump pretty much twisted around and ripped outa the ground. It was hilarious to watch the guys "oh shit" face as he got outa his truck and realized what he had done...&lt;br /&gt;He walked into the esso and handed the nozzle to Nelson. While Nelson was phoning the boss, the guy took off. They got no liscence number, and they had forgot to put in the video tape in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;It just so happened that the pump he took out was the one with all the electrical crap in it...which meant that none of the other pumps would work either.&lt;br /&gt;It was not a happy day for the esso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114159049730799389?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114159049730799389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114159049730799389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114159049730799389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114159049730799389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/uh-oh_05.html' title='Uh Oh.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114136734190314969</id><published>2006-03-03T00:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:29:01.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonights special....pork roast and barbecued dog...</title><content type='html'>I have second guessed whether or not  I ever want pets of my own.&lt;br /&gt;My parents were gone. So as usual I got the job of taking care of the house and animals. However...both the dog and the guinea pig are getting up there in age and require slightly more work than usual while caring for them.. Now when I say 'slightly' more work, I'm actually lying... I mean shitloads more work! These animals are getting royal treatment.&lt;br /&gt;Emily wakes up about 6 times during the night to be let outside...She usually only stays outside for about 5 minutes...but at 2 in the morning, waiting for her feels like a hell of a lot longer! This all means that I get minimal sleep. (And for those of you who do not already realize this, Hailey does not function well without a proper sleep allotment.)&lt;br /&gt;Neither the dog nor the pig can eat hard food anymore. Therefore, the most recent idea my crazy mother has come up with is feeding the guinea pig baby food (to be exact, pea flavour is his favorite...), and we also have to warm up all of the dog's food in hot water to soften it.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, if the proper amount of attention is not being shown to the dog...she will in fact howl non-stop the whole week...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder who my parents love more...me or the animals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piece of advice for the day: stick with the goldfish...they are flushable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114136734190314969?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114136734190314969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114136734190314969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114136734190314969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114136734190314969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/03/tonights-specialpork-roast-and.html' title='Tonights special....pork roast and barbecued dog...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114065305422597508</id><published>2006-02-22T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:04:14.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my poor toothbrush!</title><content type='html'>The other morning I was getting ready in my speedy fashion that I usually do when I wake up like 15 minutes before school starts. I grabbed my toothbrush quickly off the shelf in the bathroom, and it caught the corner and started falling directly toward the toilet...my life flashed before my eyes...luckily my quick reflexes were just quick enough to grab the little guy before landing. However, almost immediatly after I was so happy with myself for catching it, it once again slipped from my grasp and fell right into the pool of filth below. It crossed my mind that I could possibly just pull it out real quick and rinse it under some hot water....but I reconsidered when I thought about how it skidded along the bottom of the toilet as it fell...&lt;br /&gt;I did not have another toothbrush in the house and was forced to brush with my finger, which made me gag horribly and I almost tossed my cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it was quite a tradgedy...and not a good way to start off a day. But a new toothbrush has been bought and its a new day...so all is well with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114065305422597508?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114065305422597508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114065305422597508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114065305422597508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114065305422597508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/02/goodbye-my-poor-toothbrush.html' title='Goodbye my poor toothbrush!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-114013793847985084</id><published>2006-02-16T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:58:58.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>Edmonton was a blast. Check out pics at &lt;a href="http://haileywagner.myphotoalbum.com/"&gt;http://haileywagner.myphotoalbum.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to real life again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-114013793847985084?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/114013793847985084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=114013793847985084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114013793847985084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/114013793847985084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/02/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113952505988660766</id><published>2006-02-09T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:44:19.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Time!</title><content type='html'>Me and Brenda are taking off to Edmonton tonight and taking the Greydog the whole way there. I find it hard to be really content with the situation when taking the bus makes an 8 hour trip into a 15 hour trip....but its not like we wont be able to entertain ourselves the whole way!&lt;br /&gt;It also probably isn't a good thing that my suitcase I packed is just slightly smaller than the one I had with me for 2 whole months this summer...I could really use some packing lessons!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will definatly let you know how it went when I get back!&lt;br /&gt;Take the care&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113952505988660766?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113952505988660766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113952505988660766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113952505988660766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113952505988660766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/02/almost-time.html' title='Almost Time!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113875706402633693</id><published>2006-01-31T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T19:28:34.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee Tree</title><content type='html'>If your life isn't everything you want it to be...it could be because you are lacking a pee-tree in your city. Thats right, your very own ceramic tree to whiz on. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/pee%20tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/pee%20tree%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joa Herrenknecht has designed the &lt;a href="http://peepee.hfg-karlsruhe.de/pages/pee-tree.htm"&gt;Pee-tree&lt;/a&gt; urinal for public spaces. His bright ceramic white colour is a strong signal that can be seen from far – making it accessible when in urgent need. The trunk offers a perfect place for messaging, e.g. "I was here" or "done that" statements. The urine is directly flushed down to the underground sewage canal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on getting one in Grenfell...it would bring in the tourists I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113875706402633693?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113875706402633693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113875706402633693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113875706402633693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113875706402633693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/01/pee-tree.html' title='Pee Tree'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113867008339472668</id><published>2006-01-30T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:14:43.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were a Rich Man....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend turned out to be a busy one. Saturday night was filled with an exciting game of 'asshole' and Bailey's. Matt, Brenda, Jeni and I took advantage of the newly made rink in the high school field later on in the wee hours of the morning..and I managed to only wipe out twice during our full contact crazy games. I woke up the next morning with the worst cold ever...but none the less, its was a good time!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon, mom and I went to see the live theater presentation of "Fiddler on the Roof". It was pretty wicked and a job well done! I'm still getting harrassment from Brenda for going to it, but she knows that deep down inside she would have loved it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/fiddler.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And today was back to the ol' grind. New semester, unfortunatly worse than the last one, started today. However, this is the last high school semester I will ever have to live through! It's bitter sweet to know that the end is coming so soon. I suppose I'll enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113867008339472668?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113867008339472668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113867008339472668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113867008339472668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113867008339472668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-i-were-rich-man.html' title='If I Were a Rich Man....'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113821412157886473</id><published>2006-01-25T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:51:44.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always a positive side to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/mullets%20eat%20free.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113821412157886473?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113821412157886473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113821412157886473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113821412157886473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113821412157886473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2006/01/theres-always-positive-side-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113478483142602164</id><published>2005-12-16T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T20:00:31.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cho went to the city today. I have officially finished buying all christmas presents. And of course, my bank account is officially empty! But lets hope the good outweighs the bad, after all, it is Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Reg and J come home on Monday, and Kirby doesn't get here till Christmas Eve day. The house is already decorated, and yes, thats right, Hailey got to put baby Jesus in the manger this year. (In your face reg and kirb)&lt;br /&gt;So anytime Christmas feels like it should come, it can, cuz I am definatly ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here's a little something to make you feel festive.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry if I have just ruined your christmas forever, but apparently there is no Santa...its just Regan Wagner...who knew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/santa%20reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113478483142602164?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113478483142602164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113478483142602164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113478483142602164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113478483142602164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/12/ready-for-christmas.html' title='Ready for Christmas'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113453949965413061</id><published>2005-12-13T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:00:23.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I survived Survivor 6, and managed to have some fun while I was at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0008.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/eckley%20and%20j.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/eckley%20and%20j.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/eckley%20and%20j.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/Scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113453949965413061?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113453949965413061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113453949965413061&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113453949965413061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113453949965413061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/12/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113322591367271740</id><published>2005-11-28T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:11:47.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickled What?</title><content type='html'>The high school now serves pickled eggs at lunch. I know what you're thinking...by far the most nasty snack a person could have. It smells up the whole school, not to mention the breath of the whack jobs who eat them...sick.&lt;br /&gt;However, it brings me back to the days of pickled gizzards. My Uncle Brent used to own the Bar in Neudorf Sask. called the Gizzard Inn. And yes, you guessed it...they served pickled gizzards. After eating one of those.... pickled eggs are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113322591367271740?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113322591367271740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113322591367271740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113322591367271740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113322591367271740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/11/pickled-what.html' title='Pickled What?'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113159685559615013</id><published>2005-11-09T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:27:35.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduating Class of 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/class%20photo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/400/class%20photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We may be a small group, but we are so darn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/class%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113159685559615013?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113159685559615013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113159685559615013&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113159685559615013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113159685559615013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/11/graduating-class-of-2006.html' title='Graduating Class of 2006'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113130692328535806</id><published>2005-11-06T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:55:23.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralph's Announcement In Church Today...</title><content type='html'>....the Edmonton cemetery...yes, that's where we train our lutheran pastors...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ralph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113130692328535806?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113130692328535806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113130692328535806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113130692328535806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113130692328535806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/11/ralphs-announcement-in-church-today.html' title='Ralph&apos;s Announcement In Church Today...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113099517870038208</id><published>2005-11-02T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:21:17.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna join the pants party?</title><content type='html'>So we are addicted to anchorman. However Brenda and I have put a completely new meaning to the definanition "pants party". Now I know your like...heck yeah i wanna be there, but not to this one boys and girls. There is a serious need for some serious ball chopping off of some seriously dumb people. So hand us the elastics and scissors and we'll be ready to kick start this event!&lt;br /&gt;You might wanna think twice before joining this pants party.&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;amp;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113099517870038208?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113099517870038208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113099517870038208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113099517870038208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113099517870038208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/11/wanna-join-pants-party.html' title='Wanna join the pants party?'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113054135699425504</id><published>2005-10-28T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:18:16.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats Miss Wagner to you...</title><content type='html'>Well...let me tell you how my day went yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early, just like any other thursday. However, this time when I arrived at the school, I jumped in a car and was on my way to Regina to Saskatchewan's Annual Community School Conference, with some of the staff from the school. Not only was I the only non-teacher there, but I was probably one of the very few people under 30. Grenfell School had to do a presentation, and I had to answer a few questions on how the community school effects students such as myself. Cripes I know.&lt;br /&gt;There were a few perks to the day however&lt;br /&gt;-I got a name tag, and felt important.&lt;br /&gt;-I got to sit at a head table at the front of this massive classy conference room, once again, feeling important.&lt;br /&gt;-Because we as a school presented, we each got a mug....yup, Kirby I know your getting jealous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as much as I try to be optimistic about this one, the negatives definatly outweighed the positives. It was a brutal day spent with teachers at a completely different level than one is used too....never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished off the evening, with a little reformation day choir practice and watching "Here on Earth" with Brenda. Just another sappy movie, which leave you looking and feeling like hell. oh the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113054135699425504?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113054135699425504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113054135699425504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113054135699425504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113054135699425504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/thats-miss-wagner-to-you.html' title='Thats Miss Wagner to you...'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-113004855944651429</id><published>2005-10-22T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:29:38.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow Bowling</title><content type='html'>The evening started out like usual, doing our thing, struttin our stuff while bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look guys, my balls are blue! hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheering crowds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jessie, doing some hot interpretive dancing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Brenda, sharing the love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Scan0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good night. I only managed to get one strike, and I decided that bowling could go under that same list that golfing and football are under....stupid games which take way more skills than i have.&lt;/p&gt;none the less, a good time.&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-113004855944651429?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/113004855944651429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=113004855944651429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113004855944651429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/113004855944651429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/glow-bowling.html' title='Glow Bowling'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112977985332116995</id><published>2005-10-19T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:47:36.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo, thats gunna leave a mark.</title><content type='html'>Note to self: Never get close to Brenda when she decides to swing open her locker door (with much force I might add). It is very likely that the locker door will in fact smack you right in the forehead and leave an embarrasing bump on your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose your friends wisely. I blame all of my insanity on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112977985332116995?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112977985332116995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112977985332116995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112977985332116995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112977985332116995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/ooo-thats-gunna-leave-mark.html' title='ooo, thats gunna leave a mark.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112935128001072400</id><published>2005-10-14T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:49:03.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/me%20and%20cho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've proven myself to be gayer than gay. Every single time I watch the video "Somebody's Hero" by Jamie O'Neal on CMT...I bawl.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. I am such a sap. Then me and mom started talking about the video at lunch today...and I started crying again, just freakin talking about it! cripes.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/o_neal_jamie/artist.jhtml"&gt;http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/o_neal_jamie/artist.jhtml&lt;/a&gt; (half way down the page click on somebody's hero under videos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can agree with this video...&lt;br /&gt;My mommy is my hero! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/me%20and%20cho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112935128001072400?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112935128001072400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112935128001072400&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112935128001072400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112935128001072400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-crap.html' title='Well Crap.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112900338055640117</id><published>2005-10-10T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:12:56.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Card Anyone??</title><content type='html'>Okay, I admit it! I am about as addicted to coffee as they come. I love it. I dont know that it is so much the coffee that sucked me in, or the atmosphere of drinking coffee while at the ESSO. It is litterally one of the only things we do in Grenfell as so many people know, and being at the Esso is like being at home. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Esso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the old men who come in for farmer coffee at 7 in the morning (I've only done that once...and never again!), then you've got the day crowd of people who dont work and are trying to fill up their day. Finally you have the evening crowd (the crowd I know best). The table of greasy smelly farmers who sit and be-atch about the weather the whole time, the middle-age crisis women who have nothing better to do than stare and gossip about the whole town, the table of the 5-10 young adults left in this small prairie town, and finally....us, the coolest people around!&lt;br /&gt;The waitresses feel like family members and if you go in often enough you can get some wicked deals on a cup of coffee, just because you're a regular.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wicked deals, this might just be enough to make you pack your bags and relocate to the lovely land of Grenfell Saskatchewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/sooper%20b%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah baby! Two down, seven to go! If your nice, I may think about sharing that freebie...think about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112900338055640117?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112900338055640117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112900338055640117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112900338055640117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112900338055640117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/coffee-card-anyone.html' title='Coffee Card Anyone??'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112864155128207286</id><published>2005-10-06T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:32:31.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantless</title><content type='html'>I was doing some strange kungfooing moves yesterday and put a whole in the crotch of my pants. I was near tears. They were by far my favorite pants I own. You know how you find those ones that fit perfectly and feel so good on? Those were them, and now they are goners.  And it could take a while to get over this one....but then again, this just means I can go shopping for new ones. And I am all for that!&lt;br /&gt;It also puts some cheer back into my life, knowing that I now have a 4 day weekend! I am freakin pumped. Mel, Devin, Jeni, Matt, Jenna, and Kelsey are all coming back for thanksgiving so it will be a good time had by all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112864155128207286?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112864155128207286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112864155128207286&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112864155128207286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112864155128207286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/pantless.html' title='Pantless'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112840053995093111</id><published>2005-10-03T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:35:40.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Margie!</title><content type='html'>So the adventure began when Brenda and I sat down and listened to the song "Mandy" sung by Westlife (the Backstreetboy wannabe's, that only made it to the YTV Hitlist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/westlife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh Mandy well, you came and you gave without taking, but I sent you away. Oh, Mandy well, you kissed me and stopped me from shaking, and I need you today. Oh, Mandy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brenda recognized the song and said she had heard it before. So I wanted to share with you what I found out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Barry Manilow was the original singer of this song, who would have thought! Good old Barry, what a guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/Barry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. This song is also sung by another well known artist, you may have heard this different version on a television near you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/homer-simpson-donut.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Homer: Oh Margie, you came and you found me a turkey,On my vacation away from workie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer: Oh Mindy, you came and you gave without flaking, But I sent you Ben-gay,Oh Andy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you kissed me and stopped me from something, And I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And just think, it only took Brenda and I about 1/2 an hour searching on the net to find out this very simple information. I feel smarter because of it, as do you now that you have heard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh Margie!&lt;br /&gt;Download the song and listen to it. Its gay yet enjoyable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;H&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112840053995093111?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112840053995093111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112840053995093111&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112840053995093111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112840053995093111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-margie.html' title='Oh Margie!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112805239683502243</id><published>2005-09-29T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:26:19.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug A Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC001302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/DSC001302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So today was a special day. Celebrating Saskatchewans centential this year was such a fun occasion that every student got their very own tree to plant! Brenda and I took advantage of this great opportunity and took a tree to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC00135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/DSC00135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree in comparison to&lt;br /&gt;Brenders head! ooo aaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/DSC00133.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got directions as to&lt;br /&gt;how to plant the little bundle&lt;br /&gt;of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC00137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help it grow Brenda, Help it grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/1600/DSC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/490/320/DSC00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did however have to work&lt;br /&gt;against the odds of the damn&lt;br /&gt;guinea pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of planting a tree. We'll let you know how they are coming along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112805239683502243?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112805239683502243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112805239683502243&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112805239683502243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112805239683502243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/09/hug-tree.html' title='Hug A Tree'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112754562797734617</id><published>2005-09-24T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T01:07:07.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Friday</title><content type='html'>I love weekends! I slept in until 11 today. It was a much needed rest, and I plan to do something very similar tommorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;So the plans for tonight were to go on a hike and weiner roast in the valley. However, the weather wasn't promising, and rather than going all the way to the valley, we decided to be a bunch of hicks and instead, hike through a farmers pasture. Yup i know...embarrasing. It was still a good time, despite the burrs I am still picking off my body! And I  got to eat a hot dog so I was happy!&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the night I have been trying to do homework and fill out scholarships...so if any of you are experts at bullshitting and telling about Haileys most significant contribution to the community, let me know, and you can finish filling them out for me.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112754562797734617?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112754562797734617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112754562797734617&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112754562797734617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112754562797734617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-another-friday.html' title='Just Another Friday'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112697494051272201</id><published>2005-09-17T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:35:40.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes</title><content type='html'>Alright, so as most of know, I turned myself into a red head this summer, which at first was fun. I liked it alot, until I got the skunky look going on with blonde roots. So I decided i must end this ugly stage. After spending 4 hours at the hairdressers yesterday...the red was gone. However, I now remind myself of something in between Barbie and white trash. So in conclusion...the ugly stage is only part way over. Let's hope we can soon turn this head of hair back to a normal color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112697494051272201?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112697494051272201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112697494051272201&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112697494051272201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112697494051272201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/09/yikes.html' title='Yikes'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112606846481058856</id><published>2005-09-06T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:10:46.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Summer</title><content type='html'>Hey strangers! Its been two months, and alot has been going on! On July 1st I left Grenfell on the Greydog and headed to Langley BC. for Crew Ministries Summer Team. We had a week of training which was intense but great fun! We then split up into two seperate teams, (mine consisted of me, Laya, Marcus, and Jerrica) and headed seperate directions. To make a long story short, we went from Nanaimo B.C, to Markerville AB., to Edmonton AB., to Medicine Hat AB., to Winnipeg MB., to Simcoe ON., and finally to Chilliwack BC. We spent 6 of those weeks doing Vacation Bible School in different churches, and 1 week doing a kids camp! It was a crazy and fun filled summer! Some highlights included:&lt;br /&gt;-meeting great new people and reconnecting with old friends!&lt;br /&gt;-singing the same VBS songs over and over until you were ready to end your own life.&lt;br /&gt;-riding on the greyhound bus for 76 hours straight!!&lt;br /&gt;-dipping my toes in Lake Erie.&lt;br /&gt;-Going on the Maid of the Mist at Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;-Going slug hunting with coke and salt (save the slugs eh Marcus)&lt;br /&gt;-riding the two seater bike in Markerville! fun times&lt;br /&gt;-Cliff jumping off dangerously high cliffs&lt;br /&gt;-going to taste of Edmonton...and tasting some of edmonton...&lt;br /&gt;-dancing at the front of empty theaters...&lt;br /&gt;-having jam sessions with all the old men at camp!&lt;br /&gt;The summer was jam packed with insanity and I loved it. There are some pics on my space (through msn messenger) if you want to check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/41355321_d433ca28ba.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/41355322_5461469f9b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back to the normal life of school, work, meetings, coffee. Even though its slightly boring, there is a sense of comfort when it comes to this familiar life! So until things start to become unfamiliar thats all i've got for ya! Enjoy, and sorri for the tremendously long wait. Patience is a virtue!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112606846481058856?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112606846481058856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112606846481058856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112606846481058856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112606846481058856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-summer.html' title='What A Summer'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-112017578620570403</id><published>2005-06-30T17:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:58:18.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back....and I'm leaving again!</title><content type='html'>Well here I am, still alive and kickin after our week long canoe trip. You'll be glad to know I did not get manhandled by any massive animals, I didn't drown in rapids, and I didn't catch any rare diseases in the land of the north. So all is well.&lt;br /&gt;We headed out at 5am last tuesday morning and had a fun filled week of over 100km of canoeing, golf ball sized hail (litteraly), sleeping in dinky tents with groups of people who snore horrendously, millions of bug bites, and a whole lotta spam sandwiches! Over all it was a really wicked time, and me and Curt didn't kill eachother while canoeing...although I can't say that Brenda would say the same about Justin..lol.&lt;br /&gt;When I got back, I had about 3 days of calm before the storm. Tommorrow at 4:15, Jessica and I are off to Langley on the Grey dog. That is after all the Canada Day events of course, like the pancake breakfast, Grenfells parade, the firefighting show...all the great stuff. Training week for CREW starts saturday, and that will start off the crazy adventure of the rest of my summer. I am getting really excited to meet people and find out where I will be heading. I will do my best to keep ya'll updated, but knowing how much of a slacker I am, dont expect alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now,&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-112017578620570403?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/112017578620570403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=112017578620570403&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112017578620570403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/112017578620570403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-backand-im-leaving-again.html' title='I&apos;m back....and I&apos;m leaving again!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111890199473781621</id><published>2005-06-15T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:07:22.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture is a worth 1000 words.</title><content type='html'>Here I am again, Queen Procrastinator of them all. Its been forevor since the last post, so I am just going to update you with pictures. Its more exciting this way anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cake....mmmmboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/19273210_c2d183f3e6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/19273862_cb60d784f8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey and Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/19276032_872ba5330e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenni and Jessi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/19277023_3bc06daa00.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Matt and Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/19276035_e4eadbbfd2.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Devin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/19276034_c81eba6bfc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/19276033_0f803a9eec.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Trisha at Grad party afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/19273211_106e78cbd9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111890199473781621?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111890199473781621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111890199473781621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111890199473781621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111890199473781621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/06/picture-is-worth-1000-words.html' title='A picture is a worth 1000 words.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111726159856381244</id><published>2005-05-27T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:26:38.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's flying, I must be having fun.</title><content type='html'>So its about that time for some more updating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -Kirby's Graduation&lt;br /&gt;The three sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/16035158_e29d670af7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust Kirby to pose so nicely for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16034853_134f446e1c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - My one and only cousin is so darn cute...I did enjoy being the only grandchildren in the family because we automatically became the favorite and most spoiled grandchildren... But I dont mind sharing the love with this little chucker who gets cuter everytime I see him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16035501_3686dd10d2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - For those of you who enjoy  The Sound of Music, you will understand my deep sorrow when I say that because of my 17th birthday this past weekend, I can no longer sing "I am sixteen going on seventeen"...the year was filled with many moments accompanied by that tune. But its all over now, because I am officially 17 and feeling quite mature, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mature infact, that my weekend was filled with playing Bullshit, Asshole and Spoons (almost breaking the chandelier while doing so), watching Brother Bear, and watching movies in the Drive-In Theater whilst relaxing on a mattress beside 7 other people in the back of Matts truck. I could definatly do that again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, I am starting to wonder about that little promise God made to Noah and His people....I love the rain a whole lot, but it is getting pretty darn close to 40 days and nights of raining around here, and I am beginning to feel a little damp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111726159856381244?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111726159856381244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111726159856381244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111726159856381244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111726159856381244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/05/times-flying-i-must-be-having-fun.html' title='Time&apos;s flying, I must be having fun.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111629704487403062</id><published>2005-05-16T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:30:44.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down the days</title><content type='html'>It's been a while! It has definatly been  a busy last little while. Kirb's grad was this past weekend in Edmonton, so we had to make that long assed trip there and back.  Other than that however, it was a very enjoyable weekend. Havn't seen Kirby since Easter and Regan since August...so it was fun to get the whole fam damly together again.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back, however, and I must face the harsh reality of school and work for another month and a half. I know it will go fast though because there is so much stuff going on. Next weekend Rod and Cheryl are gone so its gunna be another rager at the Wagners for my birthday. Then its Grenfell grad weekend which will also be fun...except that this means that Jeni, Melanie, Matt, Devin, Kelsey, Marian are all going to be gone next year...that leaves me and Brenda to entertain ourselves...that could get a bit scary.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of June our class is also taking a week long canoe trip up in northern Saskatchewan. It will be alot of fun.. minus pissing in the bush but I am pretty much pro at that anyways...lol&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I have several busy weeks ahead of me, but being busy is better than being bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the care&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111629704487403062?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111629704487403062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111629704487403062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111629704487403062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111629704487403062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/05/counting-down-days.html' title='Counting down the days'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111436736642566557</id><published>2005-04-24T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:29:26.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>Well looks like my summer is gunna be filled with greyhound , small children and Jesus. Thats right, I'm on a summer team for Crew Ministries this summer! I am very pumped and cant wait till summer. It will be a great experience and I am totally looking forward to it. Only 2 more months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111436736642566557?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111436736642566557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111436736642566557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111436736642566557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111436736642566557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/04/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111327658788020998</id><published>2005-04-11T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:50:28.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew easter bunnies were so HOT!</title><content type='html'>Here's me and the girls chilling on a city trip. We may be retarted, but what is more fun than pretending that its Kelseys birthday to get that free dessert at Montanas. It was so worth the lies and decietfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9169156_6e5da6659e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111327658788020998?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111327658788020998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111327658788020998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111327658788020998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111327658788020998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/04/who-knew-easter-bunnies-were-so-hot.html' title='Who knew easter bunnies were so HOT!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111274476633694044</id><published>2005-04-05T17:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T17:46:06.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got me some scrubs!</title><content type='html'>Thats right, although volunteering at the nursing home may seem like the cheesy thing to do, it is not every day that you get to wear your very own scrubs. I know for a fact that one sister will be very jealous of me! lol. They look pretty hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111274476633694044?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111274476633694044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111274476633694044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111274476633694044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111274476633694044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-got-me-some-scrubs.html' title='I got me some scrubs!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111248637404941999</id><published>2005-04-02T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T18:01:02.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime!</title><content type='html'>Its finally starting to feel like spring!! Thank the Lord because I dont think I could handle much more of winter. Spring is my favorite season of the year. And if I were to describe my favorite date, it would have to be April 25th because it is not to hot or too cold...you just need a light jacket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...onto more important matters. I cant walk. I woke up this morning with an awkward pain in my leg and have been limping around like a gimp all day long. The hypochondriac in me says that I am probably dying. This may not be the case.... but either way I am hoping that our hot tubbing adventure tonight will help that ailment. And if not, gimpy I will stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, even though it is late and I am a slacker, I hope you all had a great easter! I felt like a heathen because I did not attend church on Sunday seeing as we were visiting family elsewhere. However, the Lord is still risen, despite my behavior! Thank the Lord and sing his praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am gunna make like a tree and get the hell outa here. Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111248637404941999?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111248637404941999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111248637404941999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111248637404941999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111248637404941999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/04/springtime.html' title='Springtime!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111138066287136823</id><published>2005-03-20T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:51:02.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing my heart out!</title><content type='html'>Today was none other than our Easter Cantata preformances in Grenfell. The easter cantata is an easter musical put on by the churches in town. We had an afternoon preformance at the nursing home and an evening one at the church. They both went really well, and now I am super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda and I were both very skeptical about joining in the beginning, but we soon realized that it was very enjoyable. Who woulda thought that middle aged men who sing bass could be the funnest people to hang out with. It was a riot and I suggest joining up with the closest easter canatata near you next year, lol. Its totally a growing experience.&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I am very excited to say that there are only 4 more days of school until easter break. A whole week of being able to sleep in, man do I love the sound of that. I will be thinking of you when all you poor suckers have to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out and off to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111138066287136823?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111138066287136823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111138066287136823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111138066287136823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111138066287136823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/03/singing-my-heart-out.html' title='Singing my heart out!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-111092989509991535</id><published>2005-03-15T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T17:54:00.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rider Pride</title><content type='html'>Well what do you know, its only been ooh about a month and a bit since I have talked to you last. Thats not so bad. The problem is that I live a boring life. I often think of stories that I could tell you, but most the time I am too lazy to actually do it or I figure you just plain wouldn't care. Thus the reason for the very long break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I might as well start telling you whats new and exciting in my life. Today was Rider Pride day at our school! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GO RIDERS!!&lt;/span&gt; Therefore i rememebered to wear my green and white and show my team spirit. Also, we had the one and only Scott Schultz (a roughrider himself) come and do a little presentation to the high school.&lt;br /&gt;I believe my brother in law would be quite proud, because as some of you may or may not know, they are kin. I was very tempted to go up to him and be like "Dude we are almost related", but I decided against this embarrasing introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cfl.ca/CFLImages03/schultz.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/6624666_56d8faa6b1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell they are related!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this was not all the excitement I had today. Jenni and I also drove to Broadview to get some Criminal Checks done (lets hope it comes out clear eh). I am volunteering at the Grenfell Nursing Home and they wont let me in until they are sure I am not some kind of a psycho criminal. I totally feel like one of those geeks off the movies who volunteer, however, if nursing continues to be what I am looking at for a future job, than this is a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been keeping surprisingly busy and this week is bound to keep up that tradition, so I should be going. But I will try to keep you updated a little better this time! ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-111092989509991535?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/111092989509991535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=111092989509991535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111092989509991535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/111092989509991535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/03/rider-pride.html' title='Rider Pride'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110827476007752916</id><published>2005-02-12T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T00:20:46.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="2a7e8e03"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, here it is, day #2 of my 5 day weekend and its been quite an adventure from the start. I've attended a Spitz hockey game which are always huge and exciting!!! Who needs the NHL when you've got the Grenfell Spitfires in your own home town!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laughinghyena.net/LogoServer/hockey/GrenfellSpitfires.GIF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.laughinghyena.net/LogoServer/hockey/GrenfellSpitfires.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also did a Can-Am run to whitewood with Brenda, Mel and Leighton, watched Shall We Dance with Brenda and Lohner, and drank so much coffee at the ESSO that I will be wired for the whole next month. I think it is time to start switching to some herbal teas for a while, esso coffee has the potential to give some major gut rot.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, me and Melanie and Brenda are going to take a trip to Regina for a Valentines Day for ourselves. As you can see the romance in our lives is at a high point, thus the three of us girls are spending the day together! I'm still very excited. Its not everyday you get to make that big trip to the city!&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, not alot is going on and I am finding it quite hard to tell you about any excitement in my life. But next time there is even a smidgen of excitement...trust me I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110827476007752916?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110827476007752916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110827476007752916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110827476007752916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110827476007752916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-excitement.html' title='Oh the excitement'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110758890930612389</id><published>2005-02-05T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T01:35:09.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Puss In Boots...aka...Emily In Boots</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel embarrased of the family you live with? My dog could be considered the biggest wimp on four legs. And instead of making her toughen up a little bit, Mom and dad chose to make her the biggest disgrace in town. Thats right, my dog has her own winter outfit (including a hood). Luckily she hasn't been seen on the streets yet because I refuse to show my face in public with her looking like this. Look at her face, even she is humiliated. What were they thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos3.flickr.com/4287244_f6e2291b55_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4287244_f6e2291b55_m.jpg " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos4.flickr.com/4287245_ac3cc64dcd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4287245_ac3cc64dcd_m.jpg " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110758890930612389?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110758890930612389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110758890930612389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110758890930612389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110758890930612389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/02/puss-in-bootsakaemily-in-boots.html' title='Puss In Boots...aka...Emily In Boots'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110680270864502658</id><published>2005-01-26T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T23:14:33.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullfrog you just met your match!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/3856248/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3856248_d58b0e9fa3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/3856248/"&gt;bullfrog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So today wasn't just any normal day. Thats right, we got down and dirty and dissected these huge assed bullfrogs (ours went by the name Vesna) in biology that were bigger than my head (okay not quite, but almost!)&lt;br /&gt;Now for some of you city folk who may have gotten to do alot more of this type of thing in high school, you may not find this exciting. But at Grenfell High, this is the highlight of the week....maybe even month for us town folk.&lt;br /&gt;There is a definatly nothing that compares to chopping up a slimy, pickle smelling frog who is already past the state of rigor mortis.One of those memories I will hold on to forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out,&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110680270864502658?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110680270864502658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110680270864502658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110680270864502658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110680270864502658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/01/bullfrog-you-just-met-your-match.html' title='Bullfrog you just met your match!!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110646667869930697</id><published>2005-01-23T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:03:42.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Once again, its updating time! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, Cool Runnings...I totally have the urge to watch that movie now! I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/3684879/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; might just do that...that is, after I update you all with whats been happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was another 5 day week, with 5 exams, thats right, one everyday. 2 biology, 2 physics, one math and a headache everyday. Gotta love school. But one more week, and then a new semester, and i am looking foward to that.&lt;br /&gt;So with all of that studying going on, I dont know a whole lot else. At least I can tell you all about the excretory system in Cnidarians though. So if your wondering, just ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night me and Brenda watched TROY (after watching an episode of Manhunt: Gorgeous Male Model..lol) However, the movie did not impress me so much. Call me an idealistic girl, but I like happy endings, and I dont call Brad Pitt getting pummeled to the ground by arrows a happy ending. Oh well, what can ya do right. So tonight me and Brenda chose to watch the Wedding Singer. It did have a happy ending and I enjoyed it... for like the bizillionth time I've watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta make this short, because I am a tired girl. Today was another day filled to the goats with homework, and I am worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one,&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110646667869930697?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110646667869930697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110646667869930697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110646667869930697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110646667869930697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/01/feel-rhythm-feel-rhyme-once-again-its_22.html' title='Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Once again, its updating time! '/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110532418726458843</id><published>2005-01-09T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T20:43:08.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Carpet Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;So this weekend ended up being quite an eventful one. We had school on Friday which cut my weekend one day shorter, but I'll survive...maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;On Friday night, I packed myself in all the winter apparel I own, and went with Brenda and Jeni to go sledding at the fire hall hill. In other words, the hill that the town workers (aka my daddy) make with the snow tractor from all the snow in town. As kids, we always played there, but lets just say its been a while. So out came the crazy carpets and we flew down those hills, sliding half way across main street. (Its a good thing our streets are pretty quiet at night or we could have become road kill pretty quickly) This was followed by watching Princess Diaries 2. Very lame movie, but very hot guy, so we managed to watch the whole thing ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Then last night was the Midget hockey game (very uneventful), and a Can-am run to Whitewood till 3 in the morning. Me, Brenda, Jeni, Melanie and Devin went and we also took the foriegn exchange student with us since he happened to be at the hockey game before hand and wanted to go. While in the car, he asked us if we had any "Czech" music (from the Czech republic). However, with none of us being familiar with his accent, we could have sworn he was asking for "chick" music... But after searching a few minutes for some Mandy Moore to play for him, he told us that wasn't what he wanted. This was a good thing, cuz wanting to listen to chick music = handing in your manhood card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;We also got pulled over by the cops that night with 6 passengers in a 5 passenger vehicle. But once again we managed to outsmart them and didn't get the ticket. Thank the Lord and sing his praise. We are all too broke to have to pay for tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Now its back to school again tommorrow. Right now I am just pushing myself to make it to the end of this semester. I will deal with the next semester later. One more month, its gunna be busy, but I think I can handle one more month of these classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Anyways, I'm out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Later haters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110532418726458843?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110532418726458843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110532418726458843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110532418726458843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110532418726458843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/01/crazy-carpet-fun.html' title='Crazy Carpet Fun'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110496684496190224</id><published>2005-01-05T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T17:14:04.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute and Innocent...I think not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/2912965/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2912965_fd5c651aa6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/2912965/"&gt;scan&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How do you know when it is way too cold in Saskatchewan?? Thats right, when your dog decides to be a chicken shit and rather than face the harsh outdoor weather, she decides to piss on the carpet. And being the lucky girl that I am, I got to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing as my dog hadn't quite caused enough problems, she decided to have a little more fun. Kirby had ordered some beef jerkey through a meat sale I did through the school. She has been waiting a long time to enjoy it, and after eating a peice she left it in her bedroom. Emily managed to get herself into it and eat a whole package of beef jerkey. This all left Kirby in tears (litterally), and I pissed my pants laughing at her. (You might not wanna mention that I told you about that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School also got cancelled today because of the nasty weather, but there is no complaining here. I'd take sleeping in over school any day. So here I go to enjoy the rest of my day off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out,&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110496684496190224?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110496684496190224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110496684496190224&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110496684496190224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110496684496190224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2005/01/cute-and-innocenti-think-not.html' title='Cute and Innocent...I think not!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110452445798200906</id><published>2004-12-31T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T14:23:37.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Came Upon A New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>You'll have to excuse my frustration while typing this new post, because I have just recently typed a whole one out and it all deleted on me. Therefore as you can guess, I am not a happy camper. But, it is almost a new year, which means new beginnings, which also means me letting go of the grudges I hold against blogger.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning started out by tromping through the huge assed piles of snow that we got yesterday and heading to the high school for another day of work. Working with my boss's daughter is always a plus. Coffee breaks seem to last a little longer, and things seem to be a little more slack around there. Cant complain about that. However, when your holidays end, and your toilet scrubbing begins, it still hits hard, no matter how long your coffee breaks are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I have finally figured out my plans for New Years Eve. (unless any of you have better plans...then I will just join you!) Deanna is coming down today for a visit, so we will probably do a coffee at the ESSO. I havn't seen her since summer so it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the church service tonight, whith a potluck i might add...mmmboy! Seeing as this year was our church's one hundreth anniversary, we are &lt;em&gt;celebrating&lt;/em&gt; a year of c&lt;em&gt;elebrations&lt;/em&gt; on New years eve...it does sound quite cheesy i know, but I'm willing to do anything for a potluck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, Me, Brenda, Jenna and Melanie are gunna party hard the rest of the night. It will be a fun filled evening. Our plans of skidooing might be shot depending on this wintery weather, however, we'll have to see how she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm outa here.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110452445798200906?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110452445798200906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110452445798200906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110452445798200906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110452445798200906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/12/it-came-upon-new-years-eve.html' title='It Came Upon A New Years Eve'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110390695782516366</id><published>2004-12-24T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T10:49:17.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while! I've been quite busy with all of these christmas preperations and all that I have forgotten to take time for whats really important...my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is almost here! Bring on the eggnog, presents, chocolates, turkey....mmboy. One more sleep. However, for the Wagner family this year its a little different. We have decided to open presents on Christmas Eve this year. This has always been quite a hard concept for me to grasp... cuz its just not right, thats supposed to be what you do one Christmas Day. But, nobody cares what Hailey's thoughts are on this subject, so we continue to open gifts on christmas eve this year. Oh well, I am still excited cuz this means that tonight I get to get all my gifts! I hope you all bought me something big! ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we also have our christmas program at the church. The children are doing the program and the youth are just singing a few times. Speaking of which, the youth, (aka 4 of us girls) need a name. I would be okay with being the peace lutheran youth choir...but others insist we need a name. So if any of you have some creative names for us that would be greatly appreciated. Thus far, we've just got a whole lot of lame ideas. The peace praisers or the lutheran lillies are the best that Reg and J could give...yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, its time for me to make myself useful and get out of my pijamas.&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;h &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110390695782516366?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110390695782516366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110390695782516366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110390695782516366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110390695782516366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110299452460152523</id><published>2004-12-13T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:22:04.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight zones</title><content type='html'>Oh the gayness of our family! Just to let both of my sisters know, baby Jesus is already in the manger and there is nothing niether one of you can do about it, because niether one of you live here anymore...in other words kirby, i am the little buddy who gets to do everything fun. haha suckers.&lt;br /&gt;Now lets play a game. We'll call it....How lame of an evening can you have? No matter what, I think that I have got you all beat! Last night, with no friends able to do anything with, no sisters to call, and no one on the interet... i was at a real low point. My evening ended up conisisting of watching TV. I had quite a variety of shows to pick from and a few that i watched included...the santa claus, joe dirt, survivor, some dumbass, cheesy show on CMT that ended with me bawling all by myself (lame, i know), and the best yet....the twilight zone. i have no idea what would inspire anyone to make a  freak show like that....man, the morons in this world.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i hope that your evening beat mine.  but none the less, it was a great educational experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110299452460152523?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110299452460152523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110299452460152523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110299452460152523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110299452460152523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/12/twilight-zones.html' title='twilight zones'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110280484417761795</id><published>2004-12-11T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T16:40:44.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping = Hailey being broke!</title><content type='html'>Well, 2 more weeks till christmas. I am getting very pumped. Me and Cho were wrapping presents today(presents that have made me so very poor) , but we dont even have the tree up yet to put them under. It all has to do with the little family tradition of decorating the tree when the whole family is there (and video taping the whole process which can sometimes get quite embarrasing!). Since Regan and Jason aren't coming home this year (tear tear), we are waiting for Kirby, who gets home on the 17th. I am also very pumped about that. We have made many plans and coffee at the Esso is a must! &lt;br /&gt;  This past week was quite busy. Had singing two nights, advent service on wednesday (without the potluck so it totally wasn't even fun) and the carol festival last night. There is definalty nothing that compares to the Grenfell Carol Festival. Its the event of the season. Me, Jessie and Justine led the sunday school in singing and then the youth (aka me, jessie, justine and becka) sang a couple of songs. Now the rest of my weekend is jam packed with a whole lotta homework. But i still have hope, because i only have six more days of school till i am off for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;    On a different note, my dog got surgury on her leg this week, and while i have to feel sorry for her, I am really trying not to pee my pants laughing at her because she has to wear a lampshade. You can tell by the way she looks at you that she gets quite pissed off when she has to wear it. Oh the joys of being a dog.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i am out.&lt;br /&gt;take the care&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110280484417761795?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110280484417761795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110280484417761795&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110280484417761795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110280484417761795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-shopping-hailey-being-broke.html' title='Christmas Shopping = Hailey being broke!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110178273837406920</id><published>2004-11-29T20:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T21:15:42.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My bed is looking really good right now!</title><content type='html'>Well, what can I say?  I am back in the skatch and awake is the last thing that i would like to be right now. Since getting on a greyhound at around 8:30 last night at the Calgary bus depot, it has been rather non-stop. I was lucky enough to get a seat right beside a rather large butch chick, who looked like she would kick my ass at the first chance i would give her. Therfore the first couple of hours i did not sleep, considering the predicament i would be in if i happened to accidentely touch her... lets not even think about it. so when a seat was free beside Landon I took it as soon as i could.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived in Grenfell at 10:15, mom was waiting for me in the Olds' and after driving two blocks home, i felt like hitting the sack. However...Cheryl likes to make my life as unenjoyable as possible and therefore here goes me right back to school this afternoon. This was followed by working after school. Today was chalk board day...this could be seen as the worst part of my job...and my job is not all that. Until you experience this you will not understand. So whenever your feeling in the mood, you can stop by on any random monday and do this job for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways what this all really means is that I am one tired girl after a busy and very fun weekend in Calgary and it is way past my bed time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110178273837406920?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110178273837406920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110178273837406920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110178273837406920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110178273837406920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-bed-is-looking-really-good-right.html' title='My bed is looking really good right now!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-110084194866437372</id><published>2004-11-18T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T23:30:19.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1564791/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1564791_263b7698bb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1564791/"&gt;Scan0026&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, thats the last of them. Brenda now has her drivers liscence and the streets of Grenfell just got about 100 times scarier..nah just kidding, she is a mighty fine driver. We've already taken the cruise in the wood paneled station wagon and felt pretty cool. Between the two of us, we will have some hot rides with the station wagon and the Astro! yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;On another note, this is day number 4 of my 5 day week at school. This is not normal for me, and therfore i am quite unstable. well, not really, it just ticks me off. It is only November and i have come to the point in school where i dont wish to try at all anymore. That could cause a problem. Its definatly time for a break, and i cant wait till Christmas. I am already feeling quite festive, however, mom refuses to let me decorate until at least the first of december. Way to ruin the Christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I am also heading 'er off to Calgary in about a week for the Survivor Retreat. It should be some good times. If you've got any ideas for entertaining myself on the long assed bus ride, feel free to share and care. I'm open to anything.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm out!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-110084194866437372?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/110084194866437372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=110084194866437372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110084194866437372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/110084194866437372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/11/crazy-times.html' title='Crazy Times.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109986062101345053</id><published>2004-11-07T15:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:27:11.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1327914/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1327914_69d6eade6d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1327914/"&gt;Scan0040&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and Paul and Melanie&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109986062101345053?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109986062101345053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109986062101345053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986062101345053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986062101345053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/11/paul-pictures.html' title='Paul Pictures!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109986216198427356</id><published>2004-11-07T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:22:06.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1329075/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1329075_e8ea295419_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1329075/"&gt;Scan0039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girls with their rubber ducks before the concert.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109986216198427356?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109986216198427356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109986216198427356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986216198427356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986216198427356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/11/scan0039-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109986207421376177</id><published>2004-11-07T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:23:41.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1329077/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1329077_af4857b430_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14326532@N00/1329077/"&gt;Scan0041&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14326532@N00/"&gt;krazyglue14&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeni and Brenda with Paul&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109986207421376177?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109986207421376177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109986207421376177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986207421376177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109986207421376177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/11/scan0041-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109875204489248267</id><published>2004-10-25T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T18:54:04.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I'm In Love!</title><content type='html'>Yup, if i could get married right now i totally would. There is only one problem. Paul Brandt is already married!! what an amazing man. me, jeni, brenda and melanie, drove the crappy assed number 35 highway to weyburn just so we could see paul. opening for him was some chick named heather dawn (who i havn't heard of before) and derrick ruttan...which some of you may know. he was pretty good but nothing compared to paul...&lt;br /&gt;after an amazing show, he signed autographs and i totally got to touch him!!! yup heres me standing beside paul brandt with his arm around me for a picture. holy crap! yup totally in love. i gotta find a man like him.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i gotta jet, but i will keep you updated with a picture of me and paul as soon as get my film developed!! i know you are all so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109875204489248267?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109875204489248267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109875204489248267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109875204489248267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109875204489248267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-think-im-in-love.html' title='I Think I&apos;m In Love!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109790407714175032</id><published>2004-10-15T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:21:17.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the world really needs is a little more "DEAR" time.</title><content type='html'>what an aweful week. had about 3 tests in all kinds of lame subjects and i even had to go to school on friday!! cripes!  this makes for a two day weekend, which would be mkay but i have to wake up and serve at a tea tommorrow at the church, which is also lame. man things just get from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;   we had youth tonight which was fun (finally something decent in my week). we played craploads of games to win ammo which we would then go out to a farm near town and blast dean, dave, and cavan with paintballs. (turkey shoot if you will, as it is a thanksgiving theme ; ) yes, for us small town hicks this is our "pretend" version of actual paintball. lame to you maybe, but way fun for us!  then after youth me and brenda cruised but decided to call it a night when reed and a couple of other friends got stopped by the cops. what is the point in cruising if you cant speed and break all the rules!&lt;br /&gt;  now i realize that some of you may not no this, but you would be missing out if i did not tell you that next week is none other than National Education Week!! wicked fun! so we have all kinds of dumb things we get to do all week long. for example, my favorite. DEAR time! thats right its "Drop Everything And Read" time!! now i was also (as i am sure you are) peeing my pants when i heard we get to do this. they even play a little song over the intercom when its time to drop everything and read. it will bring me right back into grade 3. however, as much as i think it is horendously gay, reg pointed out to me today that it is better than DEADP time....&lt;br /&gt;"Drop Everything And Do Physics"...it always helps to look at positive side of things.&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109790407714175032?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109790407714175032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109790407714175032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109790407714175032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109790407714175032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-world-really-needs-is-little-more.html' title='What the world really needs is a little more &quot;DEAR&quot; time.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109712204080474651</id><published>2004-10-06T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T22:07:20.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dont laugh at me...because i write dumb, lame songs</title><content type='html'>so how many of you people have heard the song "dont laugh at me" by mark wills. ha ya well the name kind of gives all the details away right there. its a dumb song.  i was listening to it the other day and realized you have to be quite a secure person not to feel like a total dumbass while singing it. i mean if your goal as a singer/songwriter is to get famous for cool songs, this wouldn't be one of my top picks. of course it holds good meaning....but man...extreme embarrasment..&lt;br /&gt;anyways thats my rant for the moment. but i mean if you have a real bonding with that song, there is no hating here....&lt;br /&gt;so until next time... dont laugh at me, dont call me names, dont get your pleasure from my pain.&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109712204080474651?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109712204080474651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109712204080474651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109712204080474651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109712204080474651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/10/dont-laugh-at-mebecause-i-write-dumb.html' title='dont laugh at me...because i write dumb, lame songs'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109670174907785077</id><published>2004-10-02T02:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T01:22:29.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it is so past my bed time.</title><content type='html'>so me and melanie and brenda went to the can-am tonight. (on the new highway i might add...its finally through grenfell) got pulled over by the cops for speeding (we were only going like 120 on a double lane) and having our fog lights on. however melanie sweet talked her way out of a ticket. lol. when asked for her liscence she handed the cop her debit card, and i think he figured we were just a bunch of ditsy girls! too bad it wasn't the hot cop right girls!!&lt;br /&gt;     the rest of the day was jam packed. slept in until noon. i ate. and after a couple more hours of slacking i went for coffee with jeni and mary, the little chinese girl that jeni babysits, so cute.  it was good times. i then spent the rest of the afternoon/evening cleaning the house.&lt;br /&gt;the weather has been crappy and i am angry. it feels like winter, minus the snow. grrr&lt;br /&gt;and now it is 1:30  in the morning and i drank so much coffee tonight that i dont expect to go to sleep for oh...a good couple of hours. so here i go finding something to do to make me sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109670174907785077?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109670174907785077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109670174907785077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109670174907785077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109670174907785077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-is-so-past-my-bed-time.html' title='it is so past my bed time.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109598872583947582</id><published>2004-09-23T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T19:18:45.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the fun</title><content type='html'>last night a had another wonderful community school meeting! man, i never want to be a part of anything in which i have to attend meetings. what a crapload of gongshowness. i also had to skip bible study for it, but still fit in the coffee afterwards, which is always important.&lt;br /&gt;    Went to school today. It was my favorite day of the year...P.J Day!! yup it was a comfortable day. Then at work, my science teacher asked if i knew where Mr. Woods (my boss) was, because he was having trouble turning off the gas in the chem lab. I told him i would tell my boss when i saw him.  It was now nearing the end of work and my science teacher was leaving just as i was vacuuming the entrance mat at the front of the school. Now being the friendly and caring girl that i am, when i saw my science teacher on his way out the door, i casually asked him "hey did you get your gas problem fixed?"...ha ya, i am sure you can imagine how awkward that sounded to my shy little science teacher. lets just say it was a bit embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;so tonight is some more singing practice and then me and brenda are gunna watch mean girls! i am pumped. tommorrow i cant even sleep in because i have to get up early to help setup for the towns Fall Fair! wicked fun! we have to set up to fundraise for the canoe trip our class goes on this year.&lt;br /&gt;  besides this, my life has been jammed packed with nothing but homework and more homework.&lt;br /&gt;and just one more note....i would like to kill the person who invented composting!! what a disgusting event to put yourself through. my mother has recently gone on a composting kick and she always makes me empty the shat. however it is lucky if i get there without hurling. there is a reason for garbages!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109598872583947582?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109598872583947582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109598872583947582&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109598872583947582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109598872583947582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-fun.html' title='oh the fun'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109539904017446073</id><published>2004-09-16T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T23:33:38.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little "something" from a loving sister!</title><content type='html'>so just a quick note. in case you read my last blog and happend to also read the comment made by good ol' kirb... and your wondering what the heck that girl was talking about when she said that me and a gob of spit should be like "one", why dont i just inform you what kind of a loving, kind, caring middle sister i have!&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, while i was being my adorable and cute self... and just sitting there at the kitchen table minding my own business, a fight broke out between me and kirby.(probably started by her!) It was some dumb pointless fight like it usually is, and i began to stick my tounge out at kirby. She started to get even more ticked off at me and threatened that if i did it again she would spit on me. Between laughs i ran over to mom trying to get her to save me from my angry sister. And if any of you know what kirby gets like when she is angry, then you would have also ran to your mom! However, a lot of good mom did when i decided to be brave and stick my tounge out just one more time at her. Well, unfortunatly i underestimated the anger of my sister.... thats right, headed my direction was the biggest most disgusting loogie in history. Kirby spit it right on my face! I started screaming in complete horror, kirby stood there, shocked that she had actually done it, and Regan, with her super weak stomache, who was watching the whole time, sat gagging and in tears (good thing it wasn't her who got that spit wash, she woulda puked on the spot)&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, i will not gross you out anymore than that. But as you can see there is lots of love shown between us wagner girls, how did you guess....No just kidding, we really do love each other sometimes we just have some interesting days...&lt;br /&gt;have fun and next time you are having a bad day remember, it could be worse!&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109539904017446073?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109539904017446073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109539904017446073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109539904017446073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109539904017446073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-little-something-from-loving.html' title='Just a little &quot;something&quot; from a loving sister!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109530848008158285</id><published>2004-09-15T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:21:20.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything from snot gobs to Paul Brandt</title><content type='html'>so it feels like so much has been happening and yet when i try to think what to tell you on this blog... not alot is coming to mind! It is almost the end to another long week. I need to start going to bed earlier. I am not at all alert during the day, which will eventually lead to some sort of a disaster I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;        Went to school today and then worked. Got a massive headache at work and i think that i have decided I hate teenage kids... (other than myself that is). They are so dirty! Everytime you walk into another bathroom, its always an adventure to see what you are going to find today! Or tell me what kind of satisfaction someone might get from hawking a huge gob of spit on the staircase...yeah thats what i thought! bunch of sick kids.&lt;br /&gt;           Tonight we had bible study and me and Brenda led worship. It was all good. I am also trying to plan out my part of the "thank-you meal" that the youth are putting on this sunday. I am in charge of none other than the "thank-you's!" hopefully that goes over well. i think that all the youth that went to Brandon are pretty pumped about it all and hopefully we can keep things going.&lt;br /&gt;     I watched the CCMA's last night hosted by my favorite, Paul Brandt. Let's just say it was a bit of a "foretaste of the feast to come". Yup October 23. Cant wait! I am totally going through a country music phase right now and i am listening to some quite cheesy old country music...but what can ya do right.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad are watching the Passion of the Christ right now, but i actually couldn't bring myself to watch it again. So instead I might do a bit more of this never ending homework of mine.&lt;br /&gt;so take the care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109530848008158285?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109530848008158285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109530848008158285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109530848008158285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109530848008158285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/everything-from-snot-gobs-to-paul.html' title='Everything from snot gobs to Paul Brandt'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109509838249036578</id><published>2004-09-13T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T11:59:42.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!!</title><content type='html'>Yup today is picture day...one of the most dreaded days in the entire year. or actually the day you get them back is worse. No matter how much time you spend on yourself, the pictures turn out looking like ass. but, what can ya do right, i just wont give it to anyone if they are too bad...&lt;br /&gt;other than this my life i live is quite boring. went to baby michaela's baby shower yesterday. it was fine, but i have decided that all kind of showers are quite boring. anyways i gotta go eat some lunch and try to sucker my way out of going to school this afternoon...ha yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;anyways take care.&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109509838249036578?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109509838249036578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109509838249036578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109509838249036578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109509838249036578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/smile.html' title='Smile!!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109468623150628914</id><published>2004-09-08T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:30:31.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep deprived and feeling the consequences.</title><content type='html'>so i almost officially quited blogging yesterday. i typed out a whole new blog and the dumb thing deleted it on me. what a piece of crap! anyways i complained but now i am over it, so onto my news.&lt;br /&gt;    this weekend was a busy one and i had no time to catch up on any sleep as you may guess from my title. i have been laughing at and saying the most moronic things latley and i figure that could be from the lack of sleep, or just the fact that i may be going insane. lets hope its not the latter of the two.&lt;br /&gt;went to moosejaw twice, once for the spa with jenna, melonie, alesha and brenda. totally fun, came out looking like a prune so i was satisfied. then we went out for supper at east side marios...it was mkay but not nearly as good as the olive garden. and i did spend about half my life savings on the meal, so  it should have been hella good. then we went back to leightons new place in regina, he showed us around and we finished off the evening by smoking some CB's out on his porch. it was a good night but now jenna is gone off being grown up. our second trip to moosejaw, jeni dragged me to another horse show, obviously i do not do well under peer pressure. we also watched wicker park...not such an amazing movie. in fact we were the only ones in the entire theater and jeni found it in herself to do some broadway dancing up and down the stairway before the movie started...yah and these are the kinda people i have to hang out with...lol j/k jeni is a riot!&lt;br /&gt;     on sunday, since parents were gone again, i relied on an alarm clock to get me up intime for church...however, no one happend to mention that the alarm clock was 45 minutes slow! yeah so heres me truckin into church late, looking like crap. oh well though, the Lord still loves me despite my tardyness : )&lt;br /&gt;And now for the rest of the week its just school. been getting tons of homework latley because apparently grade 11 is a hard year... who woulda thought.&lt;br /&gt;tonight is bible study, and tommorrow is a youth meeting at the church with the youth that went to brandon. we are planning some kinda  thank-you supper for the congregation for their support. then on friday its annual pancake breakfast held before school! thats right its soggy pancakes and greasy sausages for all us grenfell folk. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i gotta make like a tree so take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109468623150628914?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109468623150628914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109468623150628914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109468623150628914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109468623150628914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/sleep-deprived-and-feeling.html' title='sleep deprived and feeling the consequences.'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109417071861923965</id><published>2004-09-02T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T18:18:38.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>would you still love me if i had a mullet?</title><content type='html'>One week down...50 bzillion to go!! yup these last four days went by farely fast, believe it or not. Thats right i said 4 days! we folk in this small town get the finer things in life, like one less school day than the rest of you. i know you are jealous! but no worries, we still have to work our butts off each day so it isn't that much different. my schedual this first semester is made up of english, math, physics, bio, and I.P. thats it, not even one easy class! what has the world come too...no love shown to the slackers. although, this year i am trying to be different, give my procrastinating self a kick in the butt and try to get things done on time. along with that i may try to not be late every second day... i guess that those 15 lates last sememster were not exactly called for seeing as i do only live a block away...meh what can ya do&lt;br /&gt;   It is now thursday evening however, which means the beginning to a four day weekend. my plans are not huge and will consist mostly of sleeping, but i am alright with that. jenna is heading to colerado on sunday so on friday or saturday we may go to the city one last time with that crazy girl to say goodbye. tear, tear.&lt;br /&gt;    Tonight, i have a hair cut at a quarter to ten in the pm...  (yup only in a small town)  oh well i feel like i have a mop on my head so i am willing to get in there whenever i can. i just hope the hairdresser isn't too tired and i dont come outa there with a mullet... how unfortunate that would be.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am out.  have a great weekend and an extra wonderful labour day. i know i am excited about mine ; )&lt;br /&gt;take the care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109417071861923965?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109417071861923965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109417071861923965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109417071861923965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109417071861923965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/09/would-you-still-love-me-if-i-had.html' title='would you still love me if i had a mullet?'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109380885540976558</id><published>2004-08-29T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T13:47:35.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye summer, hello grenfell high </title><content type='html'>oh how the time flys! it seemed like just yesterday that i was looking forward to a whole two months of holidays... and yet somehow, oddly enough, school starts tommorrow! cripes! its not like i really hate school and dont wanna be there or anything but.... wait a minute... yes it is! i would be totally okay with never attending school again, other than the fact that i would grow up being a bum and probably living off my parents till i was nearing the age of 45 (cough cough sound like anyone you know around here).... so in that case, i am willing to suck it up and get through 20 more months of school. it doesn't sound all that bad when you put it in "months" eh...&lt;br /&gt;    alright so onto bigger and better things. me and trisha finished up cleaning the school and doing last minute stuff on thursday. however, what we thought was gunna be a short day, ended up being quite long when my boss kept finding more and more stuff to do. oh well its all over now and if any stupid kids mess the place up i might just have to open up a can of you know what...... but anyways. on friday evening me and some friends decided it was time for a can-am run. ( for those of you who dont know exactly what i am talking about, the can-am (Petro Can) could be considered a rip off of the real thing..the ESSO! however, because the Esso closes at 10 pm we often find it in ourselves to drive the half an hour to whitewood to have some all night coffee at this 24-hour truck stop) on our way home however, after rolling down the window to get some air flow, we quickly realized that it would not go back up again. so there we were driving down the number 1 on a slightly chilly night at 2:00 in the morning freezing our nads off.&lt;br /&gt;    On saturday, it was Jen's birthday, so me and her and her parents went to the city (Regina), did some shopping, ate some chinese food, and then, my favorite, watched about 4 hours of the royal red! thats right you guessed it, it was none other than the 47th Annual National Arabian Championship Horse Show!! Let me just tell you that those were the longest 4 hours of my life. I mean, i like horses and all....but seeing them for about 5 minutes would have given me my fill for the day. anyways none the less, me and jen had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;     Now today, is my day of rest. i think i will have to go to bed at 7 in order to get up early enough for school tommorrow. for those of you who do not have to do the whole academic thing tommorrow... i envy you. but you might as well enjoy your day so that at least one of us does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109380885540976558?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109380885540976558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109380885540976558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109380885540976558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109380885540976558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/08/goodbye-summer-hello-grenfell-high.html' title='goodbye summer, hello grenfell high '/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109330881358622088</id><published>2004-08-23T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T22:18:26.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>P .A .R T . Y? Becuz i Gotta!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so this weekend ma and pa went to pastor choi's wedding in alberta and left me all alone. and you can only guess what that meant!! thats right... party at the wagners!!!&lt;br /&gt;         ...okay so thats not entirely how it went, considering that if a party took place, the consequences would be quite simple...my ass would be grass... but it was still a totally enjoyable weekend. brenda stayed the nights and we partied it up while eating swanson hungry man dinners (m'boy) and watching a tremendous amount of chick flicks. We went to a going away party for a couple of friends and came back filled with hotdogs and smelling like bonfire. Despite the bad smell and the couple that were making out and then shortly there after passed out on the lawn right beside us, it was also an enjoyable time. Then on sunday pastor holm preached at our church. this was immediatly followed by going to the city with brenda and devin. we  bought a 15 exposure camera and wasted it all on us  go-carting, trucking through walmart, and riding the kids rides in the mall. it was pretty wicked. we watched the bourne sepremecy as well.... it was a bit of a dissipointment however, because the first one was way better.&lt;br /&gt;    the whole weekend emily was the hugest pain in the butt. she always turns into a howling whining, waking me up in the middle of the night, kind of a dog when the parentals are gone. So because of my wonderful dog i had to get up at 6 in the morning every day... so much for having a relaxing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;    But! any angry feelings i had towards my canine friend today, went away when i checked the mail  and saw that my paul brandt tickets had arrived!!! yeah baby, i am so pumped! i love paul brandt. so i know you all are supa jealous and totally wish you were me, going to weyburn to see hotty mchotty himself... but what can ya do right. haha suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright well i am out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; H &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; ailey&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109330881358622088?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109330881358622088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109330881358622088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109330881358622088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109330881358622088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/08/p-r-t-y-becuz-i-gotta.html' title='P .A .R T . 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Becuz i Gotta!!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109281608101108841</id><published>2004-08-18T01:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T02:01:21.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today was one of those average days that i usually have whilst sitting around grenfell doing dick all. slept in until aprox 11 this morning when jen woke me up. she was just in for the day from ketepwa and came for a visit. mom also asigned me some chores to do this afternoon, so i cranked on some tunage and enjoyed myself while vacuuming, sweeping, cleaning bathroom and "oh so enjoyable picking poops", gotta love dogs. then this evening our "youth choir" had a practice in order to make some songs which we are going to sing for pastor choi's wedding reception, half decent. however, that "half decent" thinking was totally shot when we started singing and sounded slightly worse than that. i figure we should never plan on making a living off of it anyways. we suck bad.&lt;br /&gt;      anyways, after this me and brenda went for coffee, came back home and watched, yet another chick flick, and brenda like her moronic self, fell off the chair again. (i swear this girl has problems) lol. but now it is late and writing in this blog is totally interfeering with my beauty sleep, so it is definatly time for me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109281608101108841?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109281608101108841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109281608101108841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109281608101108841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109281608101108841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-today-was-one-of-those-average-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109236449334776461</id><published>2004-08-12T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:34:53.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish i were on a Beautification Committee...ha</title><content type='html'>Today i slept in until noon. It was great. I think it was the first time all summer. Although i felt totally sluggish the rest of the day... it was so worth it! I then wrote some letters to some friends, good old snail mail. I figure the only way to get some is to send some. So thats what i did. Then this evening the "Beautification of Grenfell Committee" (lame) put on a hamburger supper which I attended with the parentals. They are trying to raise money to make Grenfell a beautiful place...and yet everybody knows that grenfell is the coolest place to be anyways....&lt;br /&gt;    Anyways its time to go enjoy my night, so until next... keep fit and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;br /&gt;Hailey&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109236449334776461?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109236449334776461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109236449334776461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109236449334776461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109236449334776461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-wish-i-were-on-beautification.html' title='I Wish i were on a Beautification Committee...ha'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727494.post-109211609529457234</id><published>2004-08-09T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T23:34:55.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A summer day in the life of Hailey!</title><content type='html'>This morning got off to a good start as i headed out to remove boogers,  grimy handprints and who know what other nasty things... off of the grenfell high school walls. thats right, it was back to work time for this custodian. It was only a half dayof work today which was great!...now dont get me wrong, its not that i dont absolutley love wiping unidentifiable  grime  off of bathroom walls.. but sometimes you need a break!&lt;br /&gt;        After lunch i then joined my mother in picking and shelling peas. This could be classified as one of my favorite summer activies.  I am not the only one who loves garden peas either...emily sat wide eyed with a pool of drool on the floor, staring up at me ready to snatch up anything that hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;        After this i relaxed and finished off my day with a coffee, a cruise in the Astro with some friends, and cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not what you would call the most fascinating day, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;br /&gt;hailey&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7727494-109211609529457234?l=haileyshappenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/feeds/109211609529457234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7727494&amp;postID=109211609529457234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109211609529457234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7727494/posts/default/109211609529457234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileyshappenings.blogspot.com/2004/08/summer-day-in-life-of-hailey.html' title='A summer day in the life of Hailey!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11612830974180393446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/9168533_0f1eba39fa_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
