So, when you think of Florida, you probably think of gators, flamingos, mosquitoes.... But, there's actually a huge brown bear population here that people forget about. It's actually quite funny. You see, people will come home from work to find the little brown bears splashing in their pools, playfully lurking behind their garages, or dangling from their trees eager for attention. The bears are never hurt, of course. They're quietly gathered and whisked back to the woods away from suburban cries.
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(This is a repost from my blog. If you've already read it, my apologies! But, I am kicking everything up a notch and spreading the word the best I can). OH! I hope you fellas have a wonderful time at the retreat. I REALLY wish I could have joined you!!!!
So, who wants to help me build an empire and prove shitty people wrong?
It looks, as sad as the option is, as if I might have to close up shop on the teddy bears.
Unfortunately, I was never blessed with the opportunity to watch your television show throughout the last 25 years, for one reason or another.
Had difficulty sleeping last night. Grabbed Mario and went to our little bed, tossing the covers to the side because it was awfully hot. At some point even she said, “Dude, its way too warm to be laying next to a six foot heater” and my little cat bolted towards a pile of clothes we need to wash soon.
SO, thanks to you fellas, I'm pretty damned close to selling my fiftieth bear on Etsy! Yee ha!!! That to me is quite a cute little milestone.
Well, the bad news is, for those of you that have followed my story, is that I lost the farm out in the middle of nowhere.
Sitting here, the second day of a dismal grey mess in the sky, a week now since a disastrous break up working up a pair of socks for a partner I no longer have.