I don't wanna grow up...

Mom: "I wish you would stop wearing little kids, comic, super hero shirts to work!!!"

Fallon: "SHUT UP MOM! They aren't little kid shirts! GAWD! And no, I will never stop, ever! THEY ARE COOL MOM!!”

Later realizing, once again, that I'm going to be fucking 28 in a month and I still have:
1. convos like that with my mom.
2. wear shirts that make us have convos like that.

In conclusion...
I'M FUCKING RAD!

the end.

What do you do to stay motivated about staying in shape? (I'm totally seeking advice here.)

Besides looking at the nastiest blob photo ever taken of me? Haha!

I had to force myself to change my thinking patterns regarding food and activity. I’m at a point that if/when I do eat not so healthy stuff I actually get ill! That alone pretty much keeps me on track.

I have a routine now, it’s part of my life. You just have to WANT it, it can’t be a chore, it’s now a part of you, a part of your life style.

I love the energy I have now. I love that I’m never sick or feeling “blah” anymore. The positives of everything out weigh the lazy, fatness and cravings.

Ask me anything

Poo, It's a dogs life

No matter how awesome you are, one cannot look cool standing there while your dog takes a shit. (I would know.)

In other news, why does it take a dog 20 fucking minutes to find the "perfect" spot to shit...

*sniff sniff - spin spin - sniff sniff - spin - squat - sniff - stand up
- spin - sniff sniff* It seems like it's never going to end! You are taking a shit... on the ground, I'm sure it's offended no matter how you look at it!

PLUS, seconds later, with my hand only protected by a thin layer of plastic, while you stare at me like I am insane, I gotta pick it that shit up right after you're done anyway.

Phhht, whatever! Know what, Dog? At the end of the day, (once one make up ones mind where the PERFECT spot is to make a fecal deposit) I'm not the one that semi-sits there all awkward-like, pooping in PUBLIC! Sooo, the jokes on you... I think...?

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Location:Lawson Blvd,Spruce Grove,Canada

My warm fuzzy for today...

I received the following text from my favies in Texas (Formally of Alberta):

"The kids just saw a yellow suv and started talking about you. Jaycee asks, "Mom, when are you going to invite Fally back to visit us"? I answer "Fally is ALWAYS invited." Jaycee says, "What's her problem then? You'd think she would have been here by NOW!!!!!!!!"

Baaahaha!

Priceless. I guess I best be getting my ass to Houston, Texas right about NAOOWWW!

Miss you and love you guys, always!

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Location:Today's smile

Flight Scare

I was watching the movie "Edge of Darkness" on the flight home from Ottawa last night. There is a part in the movie where a chick quickly gets out of Craven's (Mel Gibson) car and a car hits her out of nowhere! I wasn’t expecting it at all! I totally jumped and flailed my arms, followed quickly by putting my hands over my mouth because it scared the shit outta me. The guy beside me totally laughed at me. I laughed at myself too, BUT I’m allowed to laugh at myself... what a douche! Baahaa!