Beary upsetting


(Backstory: I’ve spent a large portion of my adult life really wanting a Build a Bear but unwilling to admit this to anyone but my Mom, as how do you justify BUILDING YOURSELF A TEDDY BEAR WHEN YOU HAVE  A MASTERS DEGREE.)

My Mom built me a Bear for Valentine’s Day!!! And – it’s lost in the mail somewhere.

Whoever has my bear: I will cut you. It’s my bear.

It’s mine.

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