I Have a Tendency to Make Myself Laugh

I promised myself I would get back into the groove of bloging this week. So here I am with only 90 minutes of work left and I’m bloging for you. Not that my work is piling up at all. In fact today has really been consumed with other stuff… yup. My day has been blah; I’m just really trying to not focus on everything that needs to be done.

Sometimes I wish I could just take a full week off and do nothing but go through boxes in my house. Because yes, I still have boxes left to unpack. I’ve lived there for about a year and a half and I just rediscovered shoes the other day because I chose to open a box. I have at least ten boxes I could go through. In one of the boxes I opened the other day I found my first teddy bear. His name is first (I was such a creative child). First and I have been through a lot together. I slept with him every night from birth till I was 16.

When I turned 16 I started to evaluate my sleeping dependencies and determined whether or not they would be a hindrance when I got married. After a few weeks of serious reflection (I really thought about the things in life that matter) I decided that I would start sleeping in the pitch black (I had to have the hall light on until I was 16 sad but true), I would stop falling asleep to the radio, and I would stop sleeping all cuddled up with First.

So I packed him away in a box never to be found until April 2006. So when I discovered First a few days ago I was excited to show Vincent. I drove down to the U with him (First) all excited to show him (Vincent). Needless to say Vincent was less than impressed with my life long friend. He in fact called my bear “Scary”, “Nasty” and “Busted”. Then he destroyed my dream of passing him down to my children saying that he didn’t want his children with a busted nasty teddy bear.

Man… I’ve loved that bear… Linz

Love her.....love her bear

3:58 PM, Apr. 27, 2006 .. Posted by Mom

I'm afraid dear Vincent, that you may be in need of sensitivity training! That bear has had her love longer than you have; he was her first love. He never asked anything of her and in turn he gave her love and security and warmth. He also helped mold the cuddle queen we all know and love.
Soooooo........I'd advise you to give First a second chance!

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5:51 PM, Apr. 27, 2006 .. Posted by WU

Dear Mom Jane,
Great to hear from you! Hows life going? Well it has been awhile, how are the kids? I hear that one is getting married this December, and the other is going to graduate this spring. You must be a very proud mother, but as we both know I knew this already. So the issue of First is at hand...well your point is well taken. Her bear was in her life well before me and he offered a strong sense of security for my wife to be. It is because of this great service that I would like to name our first child Kodiak, Miss Taylor loves bears and this would fit nicely. What do you think? Long live the bears!!!

Don't start with me!

10:05 AM, Apr. 28, 2006 .. Posted by Mom

Actually, I've always liked the name Cody so could adjust to the spelling change and it works well for a boy or a girl. Glad you two have the first name thing out of the way!
M.J.