Friday, August 13, 2010

have you ever ridden an animal that was not a horse but would still be considered legal to mention on the internet?

Your mom.

Ask me anything

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

“Why don’t you want kids?”

“Why don’t you want kids?”
I’m asked this question a lot and you'll hopefully find all the explanation you need here.

It takes guts to tell people that I don’t want kids because it seems to be a never ending battle. It’s starting to take a toll on my sanity.

The biggest battle I face, almost daily, is with my mother. She’s DYING to be a grandmother. Even though my brother will have children, she tells me it’s not the same. She says that there is a closeness a daughter, a baby and her mother can share. I will mention a guy, even if it’s just a friend, and she’ll ask almost instantly, if he wants children. Either way, what does it matter? I, ME, YOUR DAUGHTER, does not.

People are often offended when I say I don't want children. Why? I'm not offended when they tell me they want or have children. (Though, often, I’m offended BY your children. Seriously, you need to beat them or something – Ha.) Having kids isn't for everyone just like not having kids isn't for everyone.

Kudos to every parent out there. I could never do it. I’m sure they aren’t full of shit when people say that raising a kid is the hardest thing you’ll ever to do. I admire every last one of you. I encourage you to have your children, populate, raise our next world leader or astronaut or lawyer.

Don’t get me wrong, I like kids but I’m generally pretty awkward around them. There are a select few little people out there that I think are pretty rad and I can stand to be around for longer than 5 seconds.

I knew in my early teens that I didn’t want kids. I don't want to go through pregnancy. I don’t want to have all the changes to my body. I’ve never desired to be a mother. It’s just not my thing. I understand that several people have the desire, that urge, that "baby itch" - I've never had that feeling. I'm 27 and I doubt I ever will. I love my freedom, I love last minute vacations, I enjoy my sleep and sanity.

I just feel how I feel... I have to think that defending this topic is along the lines of gay people having to explain and defend their feelings. Wow.

“You’re selfish.”
You bet. Wouldn’t it be even more selfish for me to bring a child into this world that I don’t want? There are a lot of kids out there that fall into that category. I think it’s crazy to cave under pressure and do stuff just to please the majority or just to make someone else happy, like my mother or my significant other.

“Would you adopt?”
Same answers apply: No. I don’t want to deal with children at the baby stage or the toddler stage or even the teenage stage.

"You'll be alone forever."
This one is total bullshit. I know I don't stand alone, I am positive there are others that want the same things I do.

If you do want to date me and you don’t already know what I mean when I state that I don’t want children, I know that we’re not on the same page. I would never expect someone to choose to not want to have kids just to be with me. That would be horrible and selfish. Vise versa as well.

It’s definitely a lot harder than I originally thought it would be to find someone that doesn’t want children. It’s often a deal breaker, on both sides, when the KIDS topic comes up. It is just as important to me not to make babies as it is for some guys to have kids.

D.I.N.K. - Double Income No Kids - This life style is extremely appealing to me.

I guess that's it. I'm exhausted to the max on this subject. I just hope that some people can now understand my side of my kid-free argument... It's quiet over here. Do you hear that? Exactly.


Links to others who share my point of view:
I couldn’t have wrote THIS any better myself.
I found THIS read very interesting.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

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.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

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

Sunday, July 18, 2010

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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Friday, July 16, 2010

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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Monday, July 12, 2010

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!