I must admit, I’ve been missing my pal Olivia this summer (yes, Olivia Bishop and I are on a first-name basis). Initially, I thought my longing for her character was odd—maybe I just needed to break free from my routine and envision a more thrilling life in her complex universe. But it soon dawned on me: we are kindred spirits. We resonate with each other and share an unexpected number of traits (though I must say, my clothing choices are more on the slimming black side rather than her iconic brilliant white).
I understand you might be thinking, “Oh, she’s referring to the actress, Kerry Washington.” I get that. You probably noticed the teaser featuring her on Self’s September cover and thought of me when you read, “Body, Baby, Kick-Ass Career: ‘It’s Handled.’” But that’s not my focus here. I’m talking about Olivia (“Liv” for those of you who don’t follow closely). Here’s why we connect:
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I have two individuals competing for my attention, day after day.
Both want to snuggle up with me on the couch. (Or at least, they expect me to fetch their blankets without obstructing their view of the television.) Each seeks my input on crucial decisions they face daily. (“Is it too warm for knee-high socks today?!”) Both hope for my allegiance, and I find myself caught between them. (It’s not like I can attend both a baseball and a soccer game simultaneously, right?) One impresses me with intellect, while the other captivates me with strength. I can’t seem to part with either of them.
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I understand that my loved ones have made mistakes, but they are my people, and I’ll go to great lengths to protect them.
I believe that the loyalty I’ve shown will pay off in the future, perhaps when I’m chaperoning a high school dance or navigating life as a mother-in-law.
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I am a fixer.
This week, I repaired a charm necklace. Last week, it was a plastic field goal. Who knows what I’ll tackle next from the drawer where old toys go to die? Let’s just say I’m a woman equipped with various types of glue and I’m not afraid to use them (though I do have a soft spot for clever taglines).
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I clean up other people’s messes.
It seems I’m instinctively drawn to those who struggle, and I can’t help but step in to assist. While some may label me an enabler, I see it as a gift. Who am I to ignore that?
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I embody a gladiator spirit.
It’s no small feat to make a pesky blow-up sword disappear when it’s being used to annoy a younger sibling. And I’ll always keep my methods a secret—unless you can crack the code to my ultra-secure safe, which holds items like that before the trash collection comes this week.
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I wear the metaphorical white hat.
Breakfast! Lunch! Dinner! And a plethora of healthy snacks in between. While I may not always execute it flawlessly, I’m still dubbed the family chef—when I’m not resorting to takeout like Liv would.
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When I twirl around the living room with a substantial glass of red wine, it often leads to a significant stain on the couch.
Enough said.
In conclusion, I propose a girls’ night, Liv. How about this Thursday? I’m game, whether we’re soaking up the sun or enjoying a weekend in Vermont. This mama is all set for an escapade that doesn’t involve cereal mishaps or overdue library fines.
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Summary:
In this article, I reflect on how I share several traits with Olivia Bishop, highlighting the similarities in our lives, from managing competing interests to cleaning up messes. I embrace my role as a protector, fixer, and a fun-loving individual, while humorously drawing parallels between our lives.