Well, one night of plush bear palliative care turned out to be not quite enough.Mr. Oatmeal has been out of the closet and back in the sack with me for a few nights. I find his presence comforting, which should not be so surprising, since Mr. Oatmeal has been with me for 20 years -- that's more years than both of my messy marriages combined. What a bear!
I don't imagine this will phase will continue much longer, but I also said that about continuing life under the thrall of Colorsilk #50.
Photo of Mr. Oatmeal in situ taken with my Blackberry Curve.
