Gonna Be A Bear

I got this on e-mail today. It totally sums up life sometimes and I thought others might enjoy it, too!

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In this life, I'm a woman. In my next life, I'd like to come back as a bear. When you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. Yep, I could deal with that. Before you hibernate, you're get to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that, too.

When you're a girl bear, you birth your cubs (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake up to partially grown, cute, cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that.

If you're 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 you to have hairy legs and excess body fat. Yup, gonna be a bear!