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Originally posted by paigowprincess
exactamundo. while I may not remotely give a crap what your kid looks like and will gladly use the pics to stoke not quite seasoned logs in the fireplace, I am annoyed by the impersonal nature of the card I described eariler. the mailing label, and the "thinking of you" with no actual handwritten thought or human signature (which shows she was not actually thiking of me). Then I noted that bc it was so impersonal, it seemed that the only purpose it served for her was to massmail pics to everyone on her mailing list. I cannot think of other reasons. And I also noted how reccockulous it was to attribute this "thinking of you" horsefeathers to a five week old who is thinking of nothing but the next meal or how wet his diapers are. It is one step above putting little kids on the answering machine, or even just sayikng that "Susan, Tom and Junior (who is six weeks old) are not here to take your call". Like the six week old gets calls. My sisster does neither of these things.
Namaste
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Well, in fairness this holiday photo shit isn't limited to parents. I get reams of photos of people I don't even stay in touch with anymore standing in front of their home, petting their lab or kayaking or soem other activity that makes them look like their in a Life snapshot of the Kennedy clan from '61.
To these assholes I say "Get some fucking therapy to cure your fixation with mimicing Ralph Lauren ads." Some fool sent me a photo of he and his wife in which he's wearing plaid pants. I shit you not - plaid pants. Unless you've a huge red nose, size 45 bright orange shoes and you drive to work with ten other similarly dressed people in a tiny little car, you should never wear plaid pants. It doesn't not make you look like you're living "the good life" - it makes you look like a country club pimp.
