OK, I'm not usually into the meme thing. But Danigirl tagged me and, well, it's good to be a team player sometimes right?
The ground rules: choose five of the options below and answer. Then tag three other bloggers to do the same. They did not specify that the answers could not be smart-ass ones.
The statements are:
If I could be a scientist
If I could be a farmer
If I could be a psychologist
If I could be a librarian
If I could be an inn-keeper
If I could be a professor
If I could be a writer
If I could be a llama-rider
If I could be a bonnie pirate
If I could be an astronaut
If I could be a world famous blogger
If I could be a justice on any one court in the world
If I could be married to any current famous political figure
Now Marla over at Hello Josephine has gone and raised the bar as usual (damn-it-all!!). So I will make a stab at it before anyone else gets in on the game.
1) If I could be a librarian, I would spend all day reading and hiss and making clawing motions at anyone who bothered me for change for the photocopier or a lesson on how to use the computer-catalogue-thingy. Oh, and I would dress like Maggie Gyllenhaal in Secretary.

2) If I could be an inn-keeper, I would hang the World's Most Comfortable Bathrobe in every room, put Frette linens on the beds, serve strawberry waffles for breakfast and only take bookings from moms on a runaway. Phone calls, husbands, and toddlers would be verboten. The nightly rate would be $10. Anyone game?
3) If I could be a bonnie pirate, I would fashion myself after this gal.
Oh, ya, and I'd dump the no-neck monster from the cover and take in David Beckham as my castaway (so long as he did not speak in that awful Ashley Peacock voice).
4) If I could be a writer, I would learn to use spell-check. I promise!
5) If I could be married to any current famous political figure, I would marry George W. and slip sedatives into his morning tea so that he would be too tired to act on any of his ill-conceived plans.
OK, now who to pick on, who to pick on -- ok, Candu, Life, or Something Like It and White Noise, you are It.
Okay.. I at least got my answers up (http://dprize62303.blogs.com/life_or_something_like_it/2005/05/if_i_were.html). Tagging people is going to be more of a challenging, since everyone seems to be already tagged.
Of course, reading to the *end* of people's posts would be *so* helpful.. apparently I missed your :If I were married to a politian: thing, and said essentially the same thing you did.. ah well.. great minds I guess..
Posted by: Sasha (Life, or something like it) | May 31, 2005 at 12:35 PM
I need that inn right about now. Do you think they would object if I asked for a month off to go after just getting back from a year off?
Hmm.. I've been tagged? Does that mean I need to put a little red thing into my ear? (grin) Like I need an excuse to avoid work..
Eww.. self inflicted damage Candu? I think it should be manditory that everyone over the age of 30 needs to have at least one or two such weekends, parents or not (they're not sleeping anyway, and as you said we are a whiny bunch), a year to stave off mid-life crisis.
Posted by: Sasha (Life, or something like it) | May 30, 2005 at 01:12 PM
Mean. You know I was still sleeping!
I know, I know, I have no children so there's no way I could possibly understand what it means to be tired, but try spending a week partying as though you were still in your early twenties...(over a decade ago).
Self-inflicted fatigue... I may have no children, but at the moment I'm whining as though I'm one... Does that count?
I've written up my answers, but if they're lacking in creativity, can I blame it on fatigue?? Or do I just have to admit I'm not funny?
To Hello Josephine - all I gotta say is WOW!
Posted by: Candu | May 28, 2005 at 09:37 AM
Oooo, with pictures too!
Well done Jen, as usual. Tell me when your inn is open for business and I'll be the first one on the porch, tapping on the door and peering hopefully through the windows.
Posted by: Danigirl | May 28, 2005 at 07:16 AM
Wow, your librarian is better than my librarian. After reading this, I picture yours all cool and elegant and mine has toilet paper on her heel and leaky breast milk wet spots that I didn't notice before.
But your Bonnie Pirate looks like she thinks the neckless wonder had a garlic pickle immediately prior to that embrace.
Could you also, as George W.'s wife, use a little 45 Sun Block to write a big "L" on his forehead, so that next time he goes out in the sun and gets burned a little...
Posted by: mgood | May 27, 2005 at 09:56 PM
OH! White Noise! That's ME! LOL Sorry, blame the preggo brain this time :) I'll get to writing later tonight after the hooligans have gone to bed.
Posted by: manababies | May 27, 2005 at 07:36 PM