She’s awesome. Period.
Let’s get started, shall we?
In her own words:
The back story on how Blog Woman!!! emerged is that on approximately an annual basis I would post a long Facebook opinion on something or another. The FB friends would good-heartedly suggest that I write a book, or a column, or as Lois demanded, “Blog woman”!!!
As a self-professed journal addict, and with the pushers at my back, I felt compelled to heed the command. Thus I was again re-born, another Phoenix rises up from my nine lives, renamed once more. Henceforth, I AM Blog Woman!!!
To pay the bills, I am a contract administrative/marketing services provider.
To feed the soul, I co-founded a charity to assist victims of domestic violence and human trafficking.
Believe me when I tell you this, friends, Robyn is the Real Deal. This is a woman who loves her son – and your son, as well. Given the choice she would rather give to this world than take. And her tears cure cancer.
The point is, Robyn is pretty awesome, her All-Time Top Ten rocks harder than The Thing at Studio 54, and she’s here for your screen-viewing pleasure.
1) If you could be any fruit what would you choose?
A tomato, so I could throw myself at you for not just asking me simple things like what my favorite color is. (It’s yellow by the way).
It is sheer coincidence that I would pick a fruit that happens to be yellow. I would be a banana. Ubiquitous. Abundant. Goodness for all ages. Banana bread, Banana Cream Pie, Banana peel slapstick. I adore versatility.
2) What’s the most awesome thing about being Robyn?
I am filthy rich, I look exactly like Wonder Woman, and I do what I want, when I want, with whom I want.
Oh, you meant that seriously? Well, I seriously want that for my answer!
Wow – this is a really big question Hook. OMG really? Um, someone once said I wear glasses and I have great hair.
Well, I have said, probably ad nauseum, that the greatest aspect to my life is being mom to an amazing member of the next generation to save the world.
I suppose on the whole though, it’s that I’ve been given quite a number of experiences that have put me front and center of the best and worst of humanity. That’s given me a strength that doesn’t seem to be finite yet. No matter how hard or deeply I have been twisted and wrung out; I have always got back up. I really don’t know how, but for whatever reason, I’m still standing. Ha ha, world!
3) The greatest female heroine is…
My heroes tend to be spiritual healers, and by that I mean the people who strive to lift people up and/or out of whatever is the lowest point in lives. I honestly am having the worst time trying to pick just one of these.
My first hero book report was on Helen Keller and from there I became enthralled with many stellar leaders: Nellie McClung, my son’s kindergarten teacher, Mary Magdalene – according to the Agnostics, the Ellens, and Oprahs, my mom. And, let’s face it Hook, we’ve both found reason to be in awe of quite a few of the writers we’ve met in this magical realm.
Or, maybe it’s Wonder Woman.
4) What makes Robyn happy to be alive?
On an everyday basis, I’m not terribly complicated, at least not anymore. So, it’s got to be things like the kid, and puppy kisses. Dancing my ass off. Winning or finding money, scoring perfect parking spots, or getting an unexpected upgrade on… anything. An August in Nova Scotia. Being able to help someone out. Great laughs. Great friends. And writing, of course.
Sorry for the saccharine, Hook, but for some people near-death experiences are a catalyst to control life’s limits, a kind of “pedal to the medal” to test the line of living life to the fullest. ( Robyn recently avoided a car collision that could have changed her life forever.) Mine have made me quieter; not in a participating less in life way, but I guess I see and hear much more now in the smaller moments. It’s part of what helps me learn the things I want to teach my son.
(Never apologize, Robyn. This is your time and space to fill as you see fit.)
5) The TV show you love to hate is…
All of the Real Housewives franchises. Are they really ‘franchises’? Anyway, I love how they demonstrate how utterly crappy people can be no matter how much money, resources and self-proclaimed class they possess. They’re a constant train wreck and an excellent example that people are people no matter where they are on the social and economics scales and that they are decent or they are not.
It’s not that I need to watch them to feel better about my life, but on one level, I always kind of do – until I look at my closet. Sigh.
I rest my case. Thanks again, Robyn. You rock.
See you in the lobby. kids…
I do have to take exception to her choice of reading material, however…