Admittedly, I am not textbook smart. (Give me a map test of the United States and I might not get a 100%. A map of Europe? Let's not even go there). But what I am is people smart. Street smart. Ideas-generating smart. I don't know...just...Ellen-smart.
I try to keep up with the news and read the issues of TIME and The Economist scattered around Luke's apartment, but after one or two articles, I usually reach for the week's issue of InTouch.
When Luke and I had just started dating, he invited me to trivia night at a bar. I was terrified. Unless it was pop culture night, I knew it wouldn't be pretty. I conveniently got to the bar really late, just as he was finishing.
Yes, this is an insecurity of mine, but all in all, I'm very comfortable and happy with who I am. Of course I like to be surrounded by intelligent people who I can learn something from, but I'll take a genuinely good person who I can laugh my ass off with over someone with a high IQ any day.
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Does anyone else ever feel this way? Come on, 'fess up: What's been your biggest "Jessica Simpson" moment to date?