{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Amber Bird | Blog","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog","author_name":"amber","author_url":"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/author\/admin\/","title":"Not Ashamed: Silly - Amber Bird | Blog","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"jeoltojpWC\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/2015\/10\/11\/not-ashamed-silly\/\">Not Ashamed: Silly<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/2015\/10\/11\/not-ashamed-silly\/embed\/#?secret=jeoltojpWC\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Not Ashamed: Silly&#8221; &#8212; Amber Bird | Blog\" data-secret=\"jeoltojpWC\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n<\/script>\n","description":"If you haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t already, please read the introduction post. That will give you context for this page. As I mentioned at the end of last week\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s post, my intensity is broken up by silliness. (Just as this post will be broken up by pictures of silliness on an outing with a friend.) It seems like, sometime around age 13, one is expected to grow out of silliness. Silliness is immature. Silliness isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t cool. Silliness is taking you away from deep and important issues and ideas. (And they say that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m too intense&#8230;get over it!) Just two space princesses duck-facing their way across the universe. And, whilst I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not as broadly and publicly silly (I mean, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not gone&#8230;I have too many headbands with cat ears that I wear any time of the year or hats with ears and faces that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll giddily break out when winter hits&#8230;just as a couple examples), I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m just not going to ever fully let go. Never ever ever. I think it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just that I love to laugh and enjoy myself (I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not fun-motivated, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m also not a robot&#8230;that you know of&#8230;). I would assume we all do. I love the light and smile-inducing bubbles [&hellip;]","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/DSC01039-trim.jpg"}