That's My Kind of (First) Lady

I made it a goal of mine that I would try my hardest to remain unbiased when comparing Ann Romney's speech to Michelle Obama's at last weeks conventions. Of course, I will have my biases about policies and about their husbands but I wanted to listen from a more neutral perspective; I decided to listen to them based on how genuine they sounded. What I heard from Ann Romney speech was that she loves her husband, her family, and that she has had to overcome very difficult personal battles to get where she is today. On a very surface level, I liked her speech. You could tell that there was an unwavering allegiance to her husband which made the duo more appealing. On a deeper level, I found that I didn't entirely believe that what she was saying was authentic. She sounded stiff when talking about when she and Mitt were newlywed. Yes, the line about eating tuna fish salads in the basement was kind of funny and relatable but her tone wasn't. Hey, I think it's totally fine if you're not a funny kind of lady, I have no problem with that. Just don't pretend that you are funny because it comes off awkward. If I had to pick between going with Ann Romney on a weekend hiking trip which are usually filled with tons of laughter, practical jokes, and keeping each other good company or going to a dinner fundraiser, I would pick the second one. I wish that the Romney campaign wouldn't pressure her to act a certain way because I don't think that she is. By the end of her speech, I felt a sense of emptiness that I couldn't explain until the following week.

Dear Michelle Obama, will your husbands affordable care act cover the surgery I'll need to put my brain back together after your speech blew it to pieces? All joking aside, what a home run speech! I was standing up, applauding my kitchen television (I wouldn't have been surprised if my neighbors called a mental ward to come pick me up as I must have looked bonkers) for the last 5 minutes of her speech. She really nailed everything. Her delivery was quick and witty, her pacing flowed beautifully, her tone crescendoed at every appropriate time, and, best of all, she never sounded rehearsed. Her passion for making the country more fit and love for her family made her so appealing to me. Michelle Obama is the kind of woman that you want to be the leader of your brownies troop, or head of the PTO so that she could chaperone all your field trips. She's so appealing to me and I think it's because of her bona fide sense of self. I wish that I had tried harder to become friends with the Obama girls while they were still in Chicago because I'm sure Michelle would be that cool kind of mom that would order us pizza or let us watch scary movies at sleepovers. I will always regret not knowing if Michelle would've let us sleep in till 12:00 in the afternoon or if she would've woken us up so that we could eat the homemade pancakes she prepared...

Just for your information, I would really, really, really like to stress that I am not saying that I would vote for Obama just because I thought his wife would make good pancakes... This piece is purely for the readers enjoyment and I encourage you to comment back and tell me your opinions on the wives speeches!