Nothing better to talk about

I’m currently living in limbo between my recent completion of school, upcoming testing for my license, and beginning my first day on a hospital floor as a real, live emergency room nurse. I can barely contain my excitement, but in the meantime, I’m filling the days with questionable pastimes.

I was fortunate enough to spend a couple of days playing Florida tourist with my best friend, Cozette, our husbands, and another couple. We ran around Islands of Adventure like a bunch of excited kids riding the coasters and sipping on both types of Butter Beer in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

We also dipped in the ocean at Cocoa Beach. My husband intentionally did an impression of a beached whale for Cozette which made her laugh so hard she almost wet her bikini from the inside.

Other than those few days and the July 4^th fireworks, I’ve been stuck at home with the kids cramming for this big exam and watching Home and Garden Television. My favorite shows are “House Hunters,” “Property Brothers,” “Design Star,” and “Holmes on Homes.” I’m such a sucker for big reveals.

This is why Big Hollywood news mostly escapes my notice, but I would have to be hiding under a rock to have not heard about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. Apparently their life is not completely perfect and divorce looms on the horizon.

First of all, I really don’t care about Tom and Katie nor did I care about Tom and Nicole, but it never ceases to amaze me how much focus we put on the lives of the rich and famous. It’s like we anxiously sit on the sidelines waiting for the day the super-successful humiliate themselves in a public arena for our enjoyment.

In a way, part of the blame goes to Tom. He jumped all over Oprah Winfrey’s couch proclaiming his love for the fair Katie like it was some new, rare element that no one else could possibly understand.

Then there’s the Scientology thing. That’s all I’ll say about that.

I went on “Google” to search for the most trusted celebrities, just out of sheer curiosity. Here is Forbes top ten: Denzel Washington, Bill Cosby, Will Smith, Ron Howard, Sally Field, Morgan Freeman, Mike Rowe, Michael J. Fox, Tom Hanks, and James Earl Jones.

What that list tells me is that Forbes doesn’t trust women very much and prefers men who have deep voices.

Another list that was compiled by a Reuters poll places Betty White at the top and also includes Sandra Bullock, Clint Eastwood, Harrison Ford, and Johnny Depp in addition to a few already mentioned in the Forbes list.

All of these “trustworthy” people tend to either conduct their public lives in respectable manners or hideout on remote islands to avoid nosy photographers.

The not-so-trusted individuals include Paris Hilton and Charlie Sheen, both of whom love the spotlight whether or not it is a good idea for them to seek it.

I don’t think I’d make an ideal famous person. I have a questionable past that may be sufficient for a normal background check, but wouldn’t stand up to the scrutiny of a starving journalist. I have too many bad angles when it comes to photographs and I feel the need to fully answer when someone asks me a probing question.

As for trust, my family and God complete it for me. Celebrities are just pretty faces in the crowd, nothing more. Thank goodness for that.