326th Friday Blog Roundup
(Yes, you must endure me talking about the White House for at least a few more days so I can buy myself more time in typing up these notes.)
Last Friday, after I got everything set up for the White House visit, I took the kids out sledding. As the Wolvog was about to go down the hill, he paused and said, “are you going to ask the President if he takes his kids to school?”
I got confused for a moment because I happen to know the middle school principal at the school that the Obama girls attend, and I thought he was referring to that degree of separation between ourselves and the First Family. I couldn’t comprehend how he even knew about my connection to that principal, especially because it has been a few years since we last emailed together. The last time we saw each other, I was still pregnant with the twins, so they certainly hadn’t met her either.
“Why would I ask that?” I finally questioned.
“Because that’s his only rule. He takes his kids to school. And keeps it cool.”
Guess Fred Armisen makes a very convincing President Obama to a six-year-old.
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The Weekly What If: What if you had to be trapped in an elevator for hours (in a precarious, nerve-wracking situation) with a celebrity or public figure. Who would you choose and why?
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The Grateful Said will go up this weekend. And I’m still finishing getting Creme posts onto the list. Things keep getting thrown off by all of our snow storms.
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And now, the blogs…
I Won’t Fear Love is back with a post about missing a space and missing a person. About having the calendar turn again and finding yourself facing an anniversary. But it is the last line that almost killed me: “Four years ago I was still just a pregnant woman.” Go read the whole post.
Riding the IVF Roller Coaster has a post about being initiated into the fertile club. She explains how out-of-sorts she feels discussing pregnancy: “I’m not one of them. I felt so uncomfortable. I felt on the spot. It felt so strange to hear these people being so relaxed and almost flippant about procreation. ” She muses on the people feeling as if they all have something in common when she feels so different from them.
Diary of a Man Infertile Woman has a gorgeous post which brings together a story about trying to get better in gym class with her latest ultrasound which revealed cysts that are benching her this cycle. It is about fighting a new nemesis that feels very much like your old nemesis.
Lastly, Fierce and Nerdy has a post announcing her pregnancy following IVF that she tries to write three different ways, and finally realizes that all she has to say is an expression of her happiness. Though, she does a damn fine job also describing the uselessness of worrying.
The roundup to the Roundup: President Obama is still keeping it cool. Answer the Weekly What If (I’m leaning towards Stephen Colbert — I think he’d be entertaining while trapped and probably deflect the anxiety with humour). The Grateful Said will go up this weekend. And lots of great posts to read.
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Hmmm I would have to go with Ryan Reynolds (because he is OH So Dreamy), Robin Williams or Ricky Gervais (because I adore both of them)…
This is tough. I’d like someone who I know (at least anecdotally) is not an asshole, a decent conversationalist, and someone who maybe I don’t know a TON about so we at least have something to talk about. Hmm. I’m going to have to ponder at get back to you. Right now I’m thinking an author or a singer-song-writer would probably keep me going, but who?
Hmm, I think I vote the Mythbusters because they would probably be able to get me out of the elevator. And also because they are some of the only celebrities that I am actually interested in meeting. (I would totally be like “HI! LET’S BUILD SOMETHING AWESOME!”)
I wouldn’t mind being trapped with President Obama. I’ve got a few things I’d like to get off my chest. And I get the impression he would be an amusing conversationalist. Or Christopher Moore, so he could tell me stories. Or Stephan Pastis because he’s such a goofball.
Funny that BigP’s Heather mentioned Robin Williams because my first thought was that someone like him is exactly who I DON’T want to be trapped with — in a tight space in a crisis, you want someone calm not hyper, low-key not in-your-face. That type of personality doesn’t lend itself well to celebrity, but there are a few — Bruce Willis comes to mind, plus maybe he learned a thing or two from being an action hero. Obama would be fantastic under that kind of pressure.
I’m so bad with people I like and admire that I’d hesitate to burden any of them with me in an elevator, but I guess I’d go with Joss Whedon, for dark humor and insight, or Jackie Chan who wouldn’t have much trouble saving himself (and probably me) from a plummeting elevator if that sort of thing were called for.
Robin Williams or Whoopie Goldberg – Someone who could make me laugh!
I thought of it this morning and it’s taken me all day to get back here: Terry Gross. I love her, I’d be smitten, and it would be like I was stuck with 100s of people to talk about!
Gerard Butler. Do I really need to explain?
Um. . .I think Nigella Lawson, but for a very strange reason. Lately I’m starving CONSTANTLY, and if you can believe what she said in an episode of Nigella Express she always has some food on her. So if I was stuck in a lift I’d want it to be with someone who had some food on them. And hopefully I win against her in a wrestling-for-food match.