You know you want to

TV, they say, will turn your brains to mush. Among the ambitious, high achiever crowd I occasionally frequent (when I’m not napping), it’s become the new dirty little secret: I have a friend who reveals more sordid details of her life than I’ve ever wanted to know, and yet won’t admit to (gasp) watching television.

In the spirit of putting myself out there (the very nature of blogging) I will say this: I love TV. Some days I come home late and exhausted and my one desire is to snack and watch program after program until all my grey matter dissolves and pours out of my ears.

I hate that I love it. I’ve often tried to watch less of it. It’s such a time leak. On days I don’t watch it, I blog, I cooks meals for the week, I empty out my inbox, I read, I clean my house, do my laundry and iron every one of Luca’s shirts.

Fortunately, this does not happen very often.

Here is what I like to watch (keep in mind I own a Tivo, so can cover a lot of ground.)

• American Idol. I’m not watching this time (something needed to go) but I did watch the season where Jennifer Hudson was eliminated, and boy, am I glad I was a part of that.
• Heroes. I love any kind of superpower and can fantasize about discovering one of my own.
• 24. Probably the best writing in television, even though I find it hard to manage the absurd levels of stress it causes me.
• Ugly Betty, because ugly can be adorable, and because the hands that rock it are Mexican.
• Grey’s Anatomy. We watched the entire first season during a precious, rainy weekend. The Monday after, we went to work and wondered if we needed to call Dr. Burke to ask him if he was feeling better.

I also watched Nine and was sorry when they took it off the air, although not as sorry as when they canceled Boomtown. Program selection can be unbearably cruel.

And, yes. I am a die-hard Oprah Winfrey fan. Has there ever been a more incredible woman (besides my mother)? I record all of Oprah’s shows, and then skim over some and watch others (I’ve been known to cover four episodes in an hour if under pressure.)

So, do me a favor and keep the sordid details of your life to yourself, and instead tell me – what do you like to watch? Come on. You know you want to.