Shenanigans Catch-Up

Guess who's back... back again... Shady Faith's back... tell a friend.

Ohhhhh hi guys. Remember that time that I became the world's worst blogger and basically didn't blog for an entire week straight, and basically didn't blog very frequently for like a month before that? Yeah, well.. I'M BACK, BABY. Okay, I promise that I'm going to try to be back...

I'm kicking this 'Welcome Back' fiesta celebration thing off with a link-up with my favorite little princess of shenanigans for some weekend shenanigans.

When mom and dad came to visit we may or may not have taken a ton of pictures. These are a few of the pictures that I didn't share on the blog.



This weekend was full of work-outs (making up for taking so much time off while mom and dad were visiting), some ridiculous selfies, fall has officially arrived in Vancouver, food prep, and facetiming with Brin (and Allie).

Twenty-Five Things You Should Know

Well, today I'm 25...
(Insert awkward smile emoji face here).

For some reason, I really have this issue in my head with turning 25...
25 is a quarter of a century and that number just sounds BIG.

I know I've been MIA the past little while, my bad about that. My parents are currently in town for a visit - so this may be my only post for the week, but I'll be back soon!

I've decided to try and come up with 25 things that all 25-year old's should know.

• One. What goes up, must come down.
  This one feels kind of self-explanatory, but I didn't know about this until I spit in the air, and it came back down and landed in my eye. True story.
  
  
• Two. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
  Oh, Newton - you're kind of a jerk for this one... but it's true. I learned this lesson by slamming a revolving door.
  
  



• Three. Fear is just False Evidence Appearing Real.
  This is one that I learned a few years ago - and it's one of my favorite pieces of advice. Everyone should remember this one. Most of the time, our fears are not real - it's just false evidence appearing real that scares us. Try and allow yourself to overcome this.
  
  
• Four. Always follow your gut.
  Seriously, it's never wrong. The few times that I haven't followed my gut, I have made the wrong decisions. Like that first date where the guy stole my phone charger - 100% avoidable if I had just trusted my gut.
  
  
• Five. The source of most of your frustrations and anxiety are the result of living in the future, or the past.
  Stop living in the past and stop worrying about the future. Only worry about the present and what's here now and what you can manage and take care of.
  
  
• Six. You don't always have to be right, but you should always do the right thing.
  This one is hard, but it's the best piece of advice you can ever pass on to your children, and your children's children, and their children's children. Just try and remember to do this.
  
  



• Seven. Haters gon' hate, potaters gon' potate.
  I try and use this piece of advice for my friends when they're dealing with awkward situations with 'haters'. Let the haters hate, and if you just want to be depressed about it... eat some delicious taters instead. Who doesn't love some taters? Mashed taters, baked taters, tater tots... they're all good. Don't tell me they're not because I'll tell you that you're full of lies.
  
  
• Eight. There’s always some truth behind ‘just kidding,’ knowledge behind ‘I don’t know,’ emotion behind ‘I don’t care,’ and pain behind: ‘It’s okay.’ So pay close attention to how people feel.
  I don't think that this one needs an explanation, like at all.
  
  
• Nine. You don’t drown by falling in the water. You drown by staying there.
  I'm getting a little deep here today - deep like the water, ha. Pun intended.
  
  



• Ten. You can’t please everyone.
  “I don’t know the secret to success, but the secret to failure is trying to please everyone” – Bill Cosby.
  This man knows about JELLO, so I mean, obviously I trust him. But seriously - the sooner you realize that you'll never please everyone, the better.
  
  
• Eleven. Life is 10% of what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it.
  Try and think about things before you react, I promise that it makes a huge difference.
  
  
• Twelve. Life is like a party.
  Party like it's 1999. Or whenever. Just live life like a party and I'll be in the corner sipping on my double-vodka diet cokes. kaythanks.
  
  
• Thirteen. Never struggle to chase love, affection, or attention. If it isn’t given freely by another person, it isn’t worth having.
  I'm mainly trying to remind myself of this one. It's a valuable lesson that I've learned numerous times over and over again. Love, affection, and attention just don't matter if you have to beg for it.
  
  



• Fourteen. Embrace your weirdness.
  If you're weird, just go with it and let it happen. Who wants to be normal? Not me. If you've ever gotten a snapchat from me or looked at my instagram feed, you'll know that I fully embrace my weirdness. The weirder, the better.
  
  
• Fifteen. Giving up and moving on are two very different things.
  This one took me a long time to learn and its something that I try and remind myself of whenever I am in a situation where I need to 'move on' or 'give up'.
  
  
• Sixteen. Honesty is the best policy.
  ...unless you find a policy that involves unciorns, glitter, rainbows, and lollipops. That would be the best policy ever, and beats honesty every time.
  
  
• Seventeen. Music is good for the soul.
  Maybe it's just me, but I haven't met a problem or a life situation that I haven't been able to handle/tackle/deal with that couldn't be fixed or helped by listening to music.
  
  
• Eighteen. Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.
  I feel like this is a good piece of advice, and it's a piece of advice that I'm actively taking... clearly. Because I'm clearly always single and not 'ready'.
  
  
• Nineteen. Trying to be cool or following trends is for mindless sheep.
  This follows my other post about embracing your weirdness. Don't be a follower, and don't be a sheep. Who wants to be a sheep? I mean, yeah - they're cute and fluffy and they're all like 'baaaaaa', but no. Be yourself.
  
  



• Twenty. Dance everyday.
  I literally have a dance party everyday, and it makes my life a lot better. How can you be sad or in a bad mood when you're dancing? I'll give you a hint... you can't.
  
  



• Twenty-One. Patience is a virtue.
  I'm going to thank Mr. Miagi for this one - and my dad. Sometimes it sucks to have to be patient in life - but it's for the best. Wax on, wax off.
  
  
• Twenty-Two. When I lost all of my excuses, I found all of my results.
  This one is completely about my weight-loss. It took me 24 years to learn the importance of this and to learn to not make excuses for things anymore. It's something that I continue to work on - Every. Single. Day - but I can assure you that you'll never get ahead by making excuses all the time.
  
  
• Twenty-Three. Never let one bad day make you feel like you have a bad life.
  Been there, done that, didn't get the t-shirt. It's not worth it to go down that dark road. If you're having a bad day, just have a bad day and don't start questioning your whole life - you literally gain nothing and do nothing beneficial for yourself by doing this.
  
  
• Twenty-Four. You can grow stronger from the pain if you don’t let it destroy you.
  Except if you get kicked in the nuts. I obviously don't know this from experience - but I've heard that getting kicked in the nuts is pretty painful.
  
  
• Twenty-Five. The only time you should look back is to see how far you’ve come.
  Except if you have to do a shoulder check when you're driving, or if you need to walk backwards, or if someone behind you shouts your name. But other than these exact excuses, just don't look back. Physically or metaphorically. The past 24 years have been amazing and today begins the journey of the rest of my life from my Quarter Life onwards.
  
  

That Awkward Moment...

... when the moment is awkward.

Warning, the fact that I actually got a post up this week is a big enough accomplishment... I literally didn't proof-read or spell check this entire thing at all.

We all get ourselves into 'awkward' situations every now and again - it's life. However, I'm pretty sure I put myself into more awkward positions than most people should (that's what she said).

On Tuesday, we had a fire drill at work. My company has appointed me as 1 of the 2 'fire wardens' on our floor in the building. This means we had to have first aid training and we are the people in charge of getting everyone safely out of the building in case of emergency. They trust me with people's lives... That worries me a bit, guys... But I digress. So on Tuesday, all of the fire wardens from each floor in our building had to get together to have a meeting to run over procedures before the drill was taking place. I was promised that I'd be putting out a fire with an extinguisher and that I'd get to have my way with a hot fire fighter - neither of these things happened and I'm still a little pissed about it. Look at me getting off topic again, so we do the meeting, we do the drill, everyone made it out alive - wins all around.

We were told that the head of the building wanted to a de-briefing with the 'fire wardens' after the drill was finished. They wanted our opinions on how the drill went. I'm one of those people who completely says her opinion in a group full of people because nobody else speaks up. I made comments about how I think the information was confusing for some people and that it needs to be run better... and then I made another comment.

During the actual fire drill, while the alarm was going off, there were weird voices coming over the intercom system and it was honestly SO CREEPY. I can't stress the creepiness level enough. It was a mans voice saying 'STOP WHAT YOURE DOING. LEAVE NOW. THIS IS A FIRE ALARM. YOU MUST EXIT THE BUILDING.' etc. The voice legitimately sounded like a German Nazi Soldier, and it's like we were in Auschwitz - it was almost borderline scary for some people. Everyone kept asking me what was with the voices and I just shrugged and said 'leave now'.



So back to the de-briefing... I made my opinion about the creepy voice known. Everyone started laughing, hysterically. I went on a out how creepy this voice was and that the alarm sound was sufficient enough for evacuation. This, my friends, is when I was quickly informed that the creepy intercom man was literally standing right beside me. Everyone continued to laugh while he just stared at me with his beady little eyes and I wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Oops.

I don't eat kangaroo meat

Happy Monday, friends.
I hope you all had a fabulous weekend! I don't feel like I got of 'relaxation' this weekend - but that's okay. It was action-packed and I had a great time, so that's all that matters (in my mind). I'm obviously going to link up with my favorite little Sami Cakes today and linkup for Weekend Shenanigans.
Here's a quick peak at how I spent the past 48 hours.

one. End of leg day. Kill me.
two. I'm on a quest to take ridiculous selfies - anywhere and every where.
three. Whitney was taking shots, while I was drinking water... #GrandmaFaith
four. Kangaroo meat, anyone? I didn't buy it, but I asked if it tasted like chicken. The guy didn't think I was funny.
five. Sweats - all day, every day if I could get away with it.
six. I photographed a wedding all day Saturday - iPhone picture of the reception.
seven. First day of fall - cracked out the boots, again. Also, I look soooo angry. Whoa Faith, calm down.
eight. One of my good friends is getting married. Sunday was the wedding shower.
nine. Food prep and I'm really excited to devour these salads.

That's all I've got for today! See you all tomorrow.

Twerk Out and #backthatazzup

It's FRIDAAAAAAY.
Which basically means it's time to party like it's 1999. Or like it's Friday. I'm not fussy.

So I haven't done a good 'ol #backthatazzupFriday post in probably 6 weeks because I'm a jerk, and I'm sorry Whitney, but I'm fixing that right now. I have honestly had this post sitting in my drafts for probably two weeks now but I just haven't had time to post it.

People are always asking what music I listen to when I work out or when I run, and it's all about the beat and the bass in the song for me. My playlist is actually called 'Twerk Out' because they are songs that I can twerk #backthatazzup to, and I can work out. Win-Win.

I honestly debated re-doing this once I upgraded to iOS 7 last week, but decided that I had already taken eleventy billion screenshots, uploaded them to blogger, and I didn't feel like changing it. So you get to look at the old music app - also, I have new music in this playlist, but that just isn't being added in this post because the app looks different and my OCD isn't okay with two different formats for the pictures. Maybe I'll do another post sometime. Maybe not.
I've rambled long enough, here's a quick glance at some of my music.
WARNING: Most of these songs contain explicit lyrics. I just really like the beat. Don't judge me.



Annnnnd this is what I'm going to #backthatazzup to today:
I'm pretty sure I've had it on repeat for a week or two now. Love it.