It's been three months since I last blogged. And I'm not ashamed. While I have been hugging a few friends and my grandparents, I have not been working on hugging. Nor have I been keeping track of who I've hugged. I can tell you, I haven't hugged anyone new.
Why the lapse in working on hugging? Blame Dr. Oz.
A few months ago I got a free magazine in the mail, Dr. Oz The Good Life. I'm not sure why I received this magazine, but I read it. What can I say, I'm a sucker when it comes to magazines. I made it 3/4 of the way through when I came upon an article on hugging titled "Who Wants a Hug?". I thought, oh great, a subliminal message from the hugging gods. Now I really hate hugging. And I hate Dr. Oz for trying to make me like hugging. But as I read the article, actually written by Peggy Drexler, a psychologist, I realized I wasn't so abnormal after all. Well, wasn't so abnormal in not liking hugs anyway. She doesn't like them either. And if a psychologist doesn't like hugs, I don't have to. But she did give some good advice on hugging and even a few reasons to embrace hugging. It's actually a fun article, you should check it out. http://www.peggydrexler.com/articles/1402-DrOz.jpg Just don't look taken aback when I use the line, "You don't want to hug me, my scampi was full of garlic!"
All of this aside, I'm still going to try and learn to like hugging. After all, it protects your heart, eases stress, and boosts immunity. That's not all though. I've had a few people ask what was up with my lack of blogging, including Fred. In fact, just by posting this very post, Fred has to buy me flowers as part of our back to hugging and blogging agreement. Despite the fact that he asked me to buy tickets to The Black Keys and instead I bought tickets to see Cher and Cyndi Lauper and then told my sister she could have his ticket, he still has to.
