An Update of Sorts

Allow me a moment of silliness as I chronicle the the events of Lou Bear's disappearance. Serious updates will follow.


First of all, pissed doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. He and his motley crew took the Escalade, bus and dump truck without even asking. They certainly don't pay the loans and insurance for these vehicles. While I'm impressed at their ability to hotwire, I wonder where they've learned this. Certainly not in my home. Secondly, I don't even know if they are even licensed to drive! And where are their seatbelts?


I guess they went partying out at the farm. Looks like they did some cow tipping.




Not sure what Lou Bear and Little Nutbrown Hare are doing, but I suspect alcohol was involved. Lots and lots of alcohol.




I was disappointed to see that Elmo was the DJ at this shindig. He should know better.



It looks like Lou Bear may have polished off a bottle of Jack himself. I am very disappointed indeed. He better not be a bad influence on my impressionable Peanut.


Thanks for indulging my silliness. Yes, I did take time out of my day to stage pictures for a blog post with stuffed animals. Look, I need some form of entertainment since I rarely leave the house! And how's this for crap!

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Now onto actual updates.

Lou Bear turned up Friday afternoon. Peanut walked into the living room carrying that stupid bear. I have no idea where he'd been hiding. He promptly got himself lost again Saturday for a short while and on Sunday for a slightly longer while. A certain friend purchased a replacement Lou Bear (which I should have done myself) for future misadventures that will inevitably take place. Casey, you rock! Click this here link so my Lou Bear buying pal can go to BlogHer.

I'm feeling much better than I did this weekend. Thanks for your support yesterday and reminding me, yet again, how wonderful the blogosphere is and how I think of you all as friends. Truly. And people, the next time I go moaning and groaning, bitch slap my ass and tell me to shut up and stop whining. You all are too kind, I swear I wasn't compliment fishing. Cross my heart.

Sadly, Shel is not better. The Axid (not baby Zantac as I thought I was being prescribed) doesn't seem to do much. I think it's causing sleeplessness as she hasn't slept for more than a 4 hour stretch since starting the medication. She had been sleeping a little over 6 hours at night. The Hyosycamine colic drops are worthless as well. I don't know what else to say without whining, so I'll just say she's not better. Shit. I'm calling Dr. M to ask about Prevacid since so many of you mentioned it in your comments. (Yes, I really take your advice bloggy friends.)