Thursday, December 15, 2005

Wishful Thinking

The other day my hubby found this writing and HAD to show me. I often tell him (when I’m pregnant and especially tired) that I want to hibernate. He, uh . . . does not like to hear this! . . . but sometimes I’m desperate for sleep and wish for all my heart to be allowed this treat. Yesterday was one of those days.

Wanna be a Bear?
If you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that, too.
If you're a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that.
If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs.
Yup..... I wanna be a bear.- Jean Clem

4 comments:

Destination...Gloryland! said...

Sounds absolutely wonderful to me!!

Anonymous said...

Me, too! Can I be one too, Please! I've read that before but I got to wondering this time how often my children view me as a bear. Too often I think...

Anonymous said...

I've read that one before, but it was funny all over again. Thanks for the morning laugh. You know with all the business this month and a lot to keep straight in my mind, I'm anxious for Christmas to be past. That's a first for me and I feel bad about it. Wishing you a few extra cozy hours in bed...

Anonymous said...

Sleep would be wonderful about right now!!