Bears of a Feather Flock Together

Apparently I talk about crayons, like, a lot. I've mentioned here how I had my 2nd grade social status raised by a sweet Crayola 72er, but Eric seemed to think it was time to elevate my status again for the 33rd birthday, and he got me the new 152er. This guy knows me well, because apparently I also talk about bears all the time and like to discuss how cool they are.

So, my "real" present was chainsaw art from Montana. Mostly because I told Eric that if he returned from his trip there without chainsaw art, something in jerky form, or meth, he'd failed as a husband and souvenir picker. I mean, those are Montana's major exports, right? For the record, he brought back two out of three.

Because Eric can't handle waiting until the actual day of an occasion, he always gives presents early. When he's especially good, you'll get your present the night before your birthday or anniversary. When he's free to be E, he'll give you the present the second he buys it, or in the case of the chainsaw art, when he arrives home, weeks before your birthday. Without further ado, this is Bailey the Chainsaw Art Bear. He lives in our bedroom because of course he does.

Just laying here, thinking about bear stuff.

Eric coming home with something likely Bailey is actually a pattern for him. He also came home from Wegmans with Rory the Lawn Ornament Bear last year.

Oh, hey, bro.

Further, a year before, we were wandering around the Kmart near us that was closing. Eric was enamored with a bear on a motorcycle (not a real one - bear or motorcycle). I talked him out of buying it and we moved on. A year later, I felt like a super-jerk and went looking for the motorcycle bear. Lucky for Eric and our neighbors, I found Gus the Motorcycle Bear and brought him home. Even better for the neighbors, we discovered that Gus's bike has a solar-powered, 30,000 watt LED headlight.

Every week is Bike Week.

In conclusion, I had a great birthday, and I've clearly married the one person who anticipates my art and bear needs.