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why i hate wise mind…

for starters – allow me to explain: wise mind is a balance between your emotional and reasonable minds. on a very basic level, it’s ‘think, then act’
for more detailed info, click: wise mind.

i blame one of my best friends (she’s a therapist) for bringing this theory into my world…i’ve always operated on a mostly emotional level. i think a good friend once referred to me as emotionally logical…and i am. mostly. but admittedly there are times (more often than i’d like to admit) when logic completely evades me…


ever since this wise mind theory was introduced into my life, it’s been my albatross and my saving grace. now when i find myself in a pickle (these are often self-induced and only in my head…what can i say? i’m over-analytical ~ AND emotional), i find myself wondering ‘is this wise mind?’ (and no, it usually isn’t).

i tend to analyze things to the point where i conjure up my own understandings and scenarios…mostly of things that haven’t (and may never) happen. and when it’s boy-related (92% of the time) – i (unrealistically) expect him to confirm what’s going on in my head by: a) reading my mind b) talking it to death with me. of course, my wise mind recognizes how big of a head case this makes me…but there are times…when i simply. can. not. help. it!

it’s even pervaded my friend’s minds…and there’s been more than one time that i’ve been called upon to provide some wise mind. which for the record, is alllllllllllllways easier to do when the situation is not yours. obvi.

example: these christian louboutins cost more than my paycheck, do i need them? emotional mind: (SCREAMING) YESSSSSSSSSSSS! wise mind: no. no you don’t NEED them.

so, while i’m partially grateful to one of my favorite pals for acquainting me with the skills to understand and develop wise mind…i still don’t have a pair of louboutins. and for that. i HATE wise mind.

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reality. not actuality.

confession: i watch bad tv.
seriously awful brainless shows.
in my defense, i usually only have them on in the background while i do other, more productive things (like ebay, facebook, send obnoxious emails to my dad, cook dinner, or daydream about my fantasy closet), but i still inwardly cringe when i see my boyfriend scrolling through the list of my dvr’d shows. it’s embarrassing!

reality tv. my guilty pleasure. i can’t help it, i love the kardashians, adore the dancers on ‘so you think you can dance’, secretly relate to kristen cavallari (even though i claim to hate her ~ team lc all the way, but honestly, lauren is just too goody-two-shoes for me) and find myself oddly fascinated by ‘the girls next door’. admittedly, half the time i find myself gaping at the tv wondering howwwwwwwwww are these girls so dumb? i mean, seriously? baffles me.

in an effort to clean up my act and waste less time on the idiot box, i’ve come to the conclusion that if i own up to all my shows it’ll help me weed out some of the really really bad ones. will it work? unlikely. but…doesn’t hurt to try!
here goes (in no particular order, my brain works in mysterious ways. go with it.):

1. so you think you can dance? (best show on tv, i’ll never give this one up. the choreography is sheer genius…and the outfits. so fun!)

2. the hills (the fake confrontations and pretty clothing will likely keep me watching this for a loooooooooong time. someone pleeeeeeeeease explain to me the appeal of justin bobby. he’s a dirty, filthy, sleazy, d-bag. whhhhy does everyone want to date him? get him off the show and give ME the $100,000 per episode that this loser makes!)

3. the city (if i could make the sex with any city, i’d hump the eff outta nyc. so, i can’t give this show up. it’s sensory overload with fake drama. my.cup.of.tea. or mojito, as is often the case in new york. it stays.)

4. keeping up with kardashians (i love kim. she’s pretty. i love khloe. she’s sassy. i love kourtney. she’s precious.)

5. leaving it up to lamas (i love shayne, i mean, the girl brought 534058930589 pairs of shoes with her when she was on ‘the bachelor’ but i just can’t get into this show. i’ll give this one up.)

6. the girls next door (i’m creeped out by the twins and miss the old girls. although, i’m completely fascinated by the dynamic between the new girls and the old ones…i’ll continue watching this as i ebay for my favorite discontinued under armour sports bras)

7. the real housewives… (i only watch orange county and new york city. in oc, i loved jo and then tamara, and now the rivalry between gretchen and tamara. in new york i watch primarily for bethenny. p.s. kelly, you’re mean! and you’re starting to look a bit weathered, honey. evil makes you old. try nice. i’ll continue watching to remind myeslf why i’d never marry for money. slade’s control issues and huge ego illustrate exactly why i’d prefer to be with a humble bum. although, her ring was GORGEOUS. note to slade, and other d-bags: confidence is hot, cocky is NOT.)

8. the bachelor/ette (contrived romance. great vacations. hot hot hot people. nothing better. i believe in the process…only because how can you NOT fall in love when you’re in these exotic locations with attractive members of the opposite sex? the problems occur after the show ends and you’re not allowed to be with your fiance/e and he/she is at home wathcing you make out with all the other people on the show. who wouldn’t go nuts with jealousy?!)

well. one out of eight ain’t bad. besides, i’m not the quitting type.

at least the shows serve to make me feel smarter. but smarter than dumb…ain’t that smart.

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these are a few of my favorite things…










1. love
2. peanut butter
3. coconut
4. fireworks
5. writing
6. a great book
7. music
8. laughing
9. compassion
10. making lists
11. anything pink
12. my friends
13. shoes (god bless mr louboutin)
14. honesty
15. clothes
16. editing
17. acting out song lyrics
18. comfy pants
19. baking
20. being inappropriate
21. A-HA moments
22. kisses
23. feeling inspired
24. making situations awkward
25. sparkly sidewalks
26. driving with the top down
27. baby anything – animals, humans, desserts…
28. my dad & brother

at long last, i’ve given in…and created a blog. the debut of my writing to the world was supposed to come via novel or perhaps short stories, but who has time for that anymore?! so, here i am: a million years late on the blog-train…and exposing my writing on the dirty, dirty world of the internet. i’m simultaneously embarrassed and excited.

the writer in me has been quiet for far too long. no clue how i went from writing multiple times per day to writing zero times per day. oh wait. i know exactly what it is: my job is getting in the way of my life. and by my life, i mean, my writing.

regardless. i’m back. get ready!