Random Thoughts About Nothing: The Post About RHOC, Miley Cyrus and Candy Crush Saga

Believe it or not, I just deleted all my unwatched episodes of The Real Housewives of Orange County. I’ve been a fan of the original Housewives franchise since season 1 but, this season (season 8 if you can believe it) I just can’t work up enough energy to give a shit.

In the beginning, it was interesting and almost relatable—it was more about families, friends, kids. But not long after the show started, the financial meltdown happened and it became depressing–bankruptcy, divorce, foreclosures. Somewhere in there, the cast decided that all of that wasn’t dramatic enough so they upped the ante, creating bullshit drama that stresses me out. That’s why I stopped watching The Real Housewives of New York a couple of seasons ago. After Jill’s meltdown with Bethenny, the show took a darker turn and got uncomfortable.

I can’t deal with that amount of negativity anymore. Unless it’s the Homeland kind of edge-of-your-seat tension, I’m just not interested.

Hu. Maybe I’m finally growing up.

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Meanwhile, Miley Cyrus was just voted #1 on Maxim Magazine’s Hot 100 list.

Who cares, right?

I actually sort of do. I’m not a fan of her music or her acting, and I suspect she’s sort of a spoiled brat. But I like the risks she takes with her fashion and beauty. It takes balls to chop off your long hair, bleach it out and style it into a punky mohawk.

Miley Cyrus

Miley Cyrus

I think it’s awesome when women don’t make traditional fashion choices. Like this whacked-out jumper. It works on her.

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Could I pull it off? Not a snowball’s chance in hell. But I don’t feel as though I make traditional choices all the time—I’ve changed my hair color about four times this year alone—so I appreciate someone who takes risks, who doesn’t do what’s popular.

Last year’s #1 spot went to Bar Rafaeli. Maybe our definition of beauty is changing. Or at least getting broader. That’s not a bad thing.

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If you’re friends with me on Facebook you know I’m seriously addicted to Candy Crush Saga. I make no effort to hide my addiction with stupid posts like this:

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Honest to God. I have no idea how I started playing this game, but I’m inexplicably unable to stop. Each level is different and I have made it my life’s mission to solve each and every level. I have resorted to begging for lives on Facebook and asking for additional moves. I’ve even been so frustrated that I’ve ponied up and purchased additional lives. It’s horrific the time suck this game has become.

But what’s worse, almost everyone on my Facebook news feed is doing the same damn thing.

At one point, I posted this:

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The response was overwhelming. I think I’m going to call Dr. Drew and see if he’s up to the task.

However, I did see a beacon of hope today. My friend Issa announced she deleted the game off Facebook and her phone.

I wonder how that’s working out for her.

Meditate in May

I think we’ve established that I’m not always the most calm person on the planet. I’m your typical Type A (“A” is for “asshole”) person, who strives for perfection, annoying the shit out of everyone around me. Truth be told I kind of annoy myself. I hate being tense and in my head because I’m missing out on a lot. And I can’t sleep.

I’ve found that meditation helps, but it’s never come easy to me.

I still struggle with shutting up that yammering voice in my head—the one that has to process every single thing ad infinitum. The voice that reminds me of my ever-growing to-do list, the one that rehashes a craptacular day over and over, the one that gets overwhelmed by the stress. Mediation

So this month I’m going to see if I can change all of that. I’m going to make time to mediate every day.

Yesterday I sat down for 5 minutes and shut my eyes and tried to do nothing except breathe. Those five minutes felt like 5 hours.

But at least I tried.

I haven’t figured out how or when I’m going to do this every day. There’s a spot under a gazebo in our back yard that I’ve been eyeing since the weather turned nice. It’s the perfect place to set up a yoga mat, and maybe a mediation cushion. It’s right next to a fountain—but equally close to the dog run, which could be gross—which is quite lovely.

Every day this month I’m going to try to sit still and find silence and see what happens.

Worst case scenario, I get a few minutes of quiet each day. Best case scenario? I slow down, enjoy life more, find calm and maybe even a sleep a little better.

 

 

 

 

 

Friday Links: The “I’m So Ready For The Weekend” Edition

It’s been an interesting week to say the least. Work has been challenging for reasons totally unrelated to actual work. Plus, on Wednesday night I did a practice teach with my mentor group. While I may not have exactly commanded the room, I wasn’t swallowed up either. Progress, people. I spent last weekend away with my husband but it was a work retreat of sorts so it wasn’t exactly relaxing. It was fun, but definitely not restful.

Needless to say, I’m hoping to chill out and get some rest this weekend. My DVR is full—I’m a week behind on Mad Men, and I have a shit ton of Real Housewives of various cities to catch up with.

Hopefully, your weekend will be relaxing, too. In case you have some downtime, I’ve curated some pretty awesome stuff to read. It’s a wildly diverse list of articles that hit me over the head for one reason or another.

Have a great weekend!

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This. “…be willing to scrap your to-do list. To toss your best-made plans. To let go of an idea of yourself you’ve been gripping to. Even to receive the most opposed and terrifying news. It will reveal to you your best self, and it will open the possibility for you to impact the world from a source of grace. And we could use more of that.”

Twitter does its best work in the first five minutes after a disaster, and its worst in the twelve hours after that.” via Wired.

In case you were wondering what my days are like, the fun fact on first entry sums it up nicely.

Because if we don’t advocate for ourselves, who will?

Finding Your Purpose in Life, by Kludgy Mom.

25 Things You Should Remember to Do Every Day. I particularly like #8:
Take a moment to just be aware of exactly what you’re doing. Count your steps while you’re walking, actually look around you and pay attention to your breaths. Practice mindfulness and awareness of the present moment. Remember to be in the now.

Even The New York Times thinks failure is a good thing.

This was written about food blogging, but there are so many fantastic tips in this post no matter what kind of blogging you do.

I have no idea how I came across this post, but as someone who uses the word “frustrated” when what I mean to say is “I’m fucking pissed off,” this hit me over the head:

“I’m learning that the hard feelings are simply another facet in my ability to love and feel joy and cry when someone puts just the right words to music. Sometimes dealing with the rough stuff is cathartic and sometimes it feels like sliding face first down the cheese grater of life without anesthetic. But every time I dig up another feeling and release it into the ether, my life gets a little better.”

Measuring Your Worth by Anissa Mayhew

Little-known fact about me: I love sports writing. Correction: I love fucking great sports writing. Tom Verducci, who writes for Sports Illustrated is in my Writers Hall of Fame. If you’ve ever read I Was A Toronto Blue Jay you know what I mean. However, this article about the Iditarod by Brian Phillips is amazing. Do yourself a favor and read it on a computer, not a hand-held device because the graphics are amazing.

I love stories like this photographer. Fascinating. I can’t wait to see the documentary.

And because we need a little light and laughter around here: Corgis! 140 of them! I dare you not to smile.

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