{"id":642,"date":"2010-12-22T17:23:00","date_gmt":"2010-12-22T22:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mindonmed.com\/2010\/12\/its-because-im-green-isnt-it.html"},"modified":"2011-08-25T17:34:44","modified_gmt":"2011-08-25T22:34:44","slug":"its-because-im-green-isnt-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/old.mindonmed.com\/2010\/12\/its-because-im-green-isnt-it.html","title":{"rendered":"It’s Because I’m Green, Isn’t It?"},"content":{"rendered":"
If I had a dollar for each time someone has called me cuddly-as-a-cactus<\/i> since my previous post I’d have a million dollars. Okay, that’s a total lie – I wouldn’t have any dollars (which is not so different from the amount of dollars my bank account has, so I’m in good company), but I did feel very judged after admitting my aversion to Frosty the Snowman. <\/span> <\/p>\n <\/span><\/p>\n
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So, in attempt to reconcile with <\/span>my audience<\/s> the four of you who read this and with my family (Christmas is here, there are gifts that will require my acceptance) I will explain myself further.<\/span><\/p>\nchildren<\/s> crazy dogs. We have been a “family” for almost 3 years now and despite having an absurd amount of pictures of our dogs<\/a>, we have no pictures of all 5 of us. So, I decided Christmas cards would be a divine excuse to obtain such a picture. I mean, if we’re going to force our friends and family to look at pictures of us and our hairy children, they might as well be good<\/i> pictures, right?<\/div>\n
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<\/b><\/div>\nyour<\/s> my generation!? Snail mail is dead and part of my heart has died with it. You kids and your new-fangled mePhones and weemail….pick up an ink pen dagnabit) “<\/i>Thanks, Merry Christmas. I’ll text you.” <\/div>\n