So today’s odd holiday is all about having a party with your bear. Again, not sure who is to blame for this one and bear type was not specified. I opted for a teddy bear instead of an actual brown bear or, I suppose, a large hirsute man in a nightclub, since as many of you know, I don’t enjoy drawing people.
I tried to think back, but couldn’t come up with a time that I actually partied with my teddy bears. I guess I had a version of a slumber party that would count, but the primary intent was to sleep and didn’t include snacks so it was really the worst party one can imagine.
Also, I didn’t like parties back then either, so creating one just for kicks was unlikely to happen. I had several teddy bears, and I just assumed they all shared my disdain, but it occurs to me now there was probably at least one I was disappointing.
In the spirit of full disclosure, I’m traveling for work today and don’t have time to complete a proper story. So I invite you to share your own story in the comments! Have you ever partied with a bear? Tell us about it!