I hear ya - my last (one reason why he was my last) wound up being 2 weeks overdue. I was threatening the OB/GYN with bodily harm - HIS - if he didn’t schedule me to be induced!!!
I see where you’re coming from, Cran, but to me, Jessie’s picture
says “Hi, welcome to my lovely home, don’t mind the belly, it’ll be
gone soon”, whereas Mama Cass appears to want to consume me.
Jessie is certainly much leaner in the face, I might add.
(I don’t know how Jessie always keeps such grace and beauty.
Sometimes I think she could weigh 500 pounds, and still be
considered a cutie pie. If I were a woman, and 10 months pregnant,
I would look like Kirsty Ally after she gobbled up Star Jones.)
I feel like my comment has been mistrewn. Cass Elliot was beautiful and I was telling Jessie that the picture makes her look beautiful, too! The first thing I thought when I saw the picture was “She looks like Cass Elliot.”
Jessie, I think you’re beautiful.
sigh
What the? I don’t understand this.
Cass Elliot was a beautiful and talented artist. Why everybody seems to think she’s awful, I don’t know. Being compared to Cass in any way is a compliment.
I don’t think she’s awful at all. I agree she was a pretty woman, and
very talented. I just think that in that picture you posted she has a …
hungry look. I can’t explain it.
I’ll tell you where the misconstrewancy occurred. Mama Cass was a
fat person. No one denied it. If my wife were pregnant, and I told her
she looked like Mama Cass, she wouldn’t hear the “beautiful” part,
she’d hear the “fat” part (and the child would consequently be
fatherless, or at least wouldn’t have any more siblings). Jessie does
not look the least bit fat, but people knew that’s how a person might
take that comment, thus their replies. I understood your intentions,
Cran, but gonzo’s right, it’s not something that’s good to say to a
pregnant woman, because it would almost certainly be taken the
wrong way.
We have a famous pizza parlor in Clayton that has an incredible labor-inducing rate [Prego pizza] but too far away. Sorry. Just hope the labor is short and as painless as possible. Mebbe you could try some local pizza…
My favorite instance of this was on Saturday Night Live many years agone:
“Carne Wilson has announced her own talk show, on which her guests
will be treated with respect and kindness. … And then she will eat them.”
(Sorry if I have offended any overweight people, underweight people,
restaurant managers, dog owners, or people with high golf scores.
As an overweight person, I feel it important to laugh at myself.)
[brief wallow in hijacked part of thread]For some reason, I dislike it much when I’m physically compared to this celebrity or that. I gather that the intention is supposed to be complimentary at best, or just an idle observation, but not only is the comparison’s value to the conversation completely lost on me, I feel depersonalised for it. I can’t imagine I’m the only one.[/brief wallow in hijacked part of thread]
Jessie, I’m garnering all my will on your behalf. squint
Which celebrity are you often compared to? If it’s, say, Rodney
Dangerfield, then such feelings are understandable.
Joking aside, I’ve never been compared to anyone, really, so I don’t
know what it feels like. Your reaction is interesting, Nano. I could see
feeling like that, especially if your ego is stroing enough (“I don’t look
like Billy Bob Thornton… Billy Bob Thornton looks like me!”)