Faking It

New year, new confessions, right?! Let's do this!! Confession: I am anti-pants. If I don't have to, I don't wear pants. Fun fact: I usually write this blog sans pants, unless I'm at the library. There's a visual to get 2015 started, eh?! You are welcome. After a day at school when I was a kid, I would come home and take my pants off and put on sweats or shorts or something else. After work these days, I come home and take my pants off. Sometimes I put on sweats or shorts, sometimes I don't. When I moved out and lived by myself, I would enter my apartment, make sure no one was hiding inside first, and then it was no pants once I felt sure I was the only person in there. I just can't do pants at home! I haven't gone to sleep wearing pants in years, the only exception being if I'm sleeping at someone else's place. The caveat to that rule, though, is if I've been drinking. If I've been drinking, you're lucky if I wait until...

I really hate change. Not actively. It's the one thing that I quietly rebel against while raising holy hell about how wrong it is to put pineapple on pizza. I have daily rituals, like so many others: I put on my clothes in the same order, fix my coffee the same way, listen to one song for weeks on end until I'm sick of it and never want to hear it again. It's comforting to know that some things will always be the same. That no matter how calm or crazy things are, I will always forget to put on deodorant and have to do it after I'm fully dressed. As it's the beginning of a New Year, we should have just reflected on last years adventures and should be actively trying to anticipate what's about to happen to us. One of my favorite things that I chose to do last year was my summer bucket list . I loved it! I roped a few friends into doing some of the things and it was just super fun, and if you read my 2014 wrap up, you'll know I had the inspired idea to do a y...

I did not see 2014 coming. At all. I was in a bad place at the end of 2013, and then 2014 galloped in and swept me off my feet. It will go down in history as the year I came back to life. I'll never be able to pinpoint what made me say "yes" to this year but it was as simple as going somewhere new, being around new people, letting that change the way I did other things and parts of me I thought I'd never see again, started coming back.  It feels weird. But I might get used to it.   I never thought I did New Year's Resolutions, but I guess I do. Or did. I know a few years ago my resolution was to do things that scare me. Any things. So I went to New York, moved to a new state, cut all my hair off. It was a pretty intense year. I don't remember making one this year, or last year, or for a few years. I did a "totally doable"  bucket list  this summer though (#bossassbitch), and it was crazy fun! Things like "Eat a whole watermelon," t...