I won’t even pretend—this summer, I’ve really missed my gal Olivia James (yeah, we’re on a first-name basis). At first, I thought it was odd—maybe I just craved an escape from my everyday routine and longed for an exciting life in her chaotic universe. But then it hit me: we’re kindred spirits. We understand each other and share a surprising number of traits (though I’ll admit, my wardrobe favors sleek black over her iconic bright white).
Now, I know you might be thinking, “Oh! She’s talking about that actress!” But that’s not the case here. I’m talking about Liv—Olivia James to the casual viewer. Let me explain why:
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I’ve got two admirers vying for my attention constantly.
Both of them want to snuggle up with me on the couch (or at least have me fetch their blankets without blocking the TV). They rely on my wisdom for their critical decisions each day. (“Will it be too warm for knee-high socks today?”) Each one wants to be my favorite, and honestly, I can’t choose between them. (I mean, how can I be at a baseball game and a soccer match at the same time?)
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I know my loved ones have their flaws, but they are my people, and I’ll protect them fiercely.
I have a strong loyalty to those I care about, and I believe that will serve me well in the future, whether I’m supervising a school dance or navigating the waters of motherhood.
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I’m a fixer. That’s my superpower.
Just last week, I repaired a toy train, and the week before that, a broken picture frame. Who knows, maybe next week I’ll tackle that cluttered drawer where broken dreams—er, toys—go to die. Let’s just say I’m armed with various glues and a few clever taglines, and I’m not afraid to put them to use (although I do have a soft spot for a catchy tagline).
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I’m the cleanup crew.
It seems I attract people who find themselves in sticky situations, and I can’t resist swooping in to help. While some might call me an enabler (or perhaps question my taste in friends), I view it as a gift. Who am I to ignore my calling?
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I’m a gladiator at heart.
It’s no easy task making a toy disappear when it’s being used to annoy a sibling. And trust me, I’ll never reveal my secrets (unless you can crack the code to my super-secure stash before trash day).
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I wear the chef’s hat proudly.
Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a smorgasbord of healthy snacks in between! I may not always pull it off with grace, but they still call me the family chef—unless I’m taking a page from Liv’s book and getting takeout instead.
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When I twirl around the living room with a generous glass of red wine, I often end up with a major stain on the couch.
Need I say more?
So, what I’m really saying is, let’s plan a girls’ night, Olivia. How about this Thursday? Whether we’re soaking up the sun or having a retreat in Vermont, I’m all in. Because this mama is ready for a scandal that doesn’t involve spilled cereal or overdue library books.
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Summary:
In this lighthearted piece, I draw parallels between my life and Olivia James from the TV series. From juggling two admirers and fiercely protecting my loved ones to fixing things and being a cleanup expert, I embrace my inner gladiator. My culinary adventures and occasional mishaps with red wine stains reflect both the chaos and joy of motherhood.