1. "Vacation" means going to Barrie for the weekend.
2. You measure distance in hours.
3. You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
4. You know people who have hit deer more than once.
5. You use a down comforter in the summer.
6. Your grandparents drive at 65mph through 13 feet of snow during a
blizzard, without flinching.
7. You carry jumper cables in your car and your girlfriend knows how to
use them.
8. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
9. Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled.
10.You know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, &
construction.
11.You actually understand these jokes and forward them to all your
friends from Ontario.
BUY A DOG??
If you want someone who will bring you the paper without first tearing it apart to remove the sports section,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone willing to make a fool of himself simply over the joy of seeing you,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone who will eat whatever you put in front of him and never says its not quite as good as his mother made it,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone always willing to go out, at any hour, for as long and wherever you want,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone who will never touch the remote, doesn't give a _____ about football, and can sit next to you as you watch romantic movies,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone who is content to get up on your bed just to warm your feet and whom you can push off if he snores,
Buy a dog.
If you want someone who never criticizes what you do, doesn't care if you are pretty or ugly, fat or thin, young or old, who acts as if every word you say is especially worthy of listening to, and loves you unconditionally, perpetually,
Buy a dog.
But, on the other hand, If you want someone who will never come when you call, ignores you totally when you come home, leaves hair all over the place, walks all over you, runs around all night and only comes home to eat and sleep, and acts as if your entire existence is solely to ensure his happiness . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Then my friend, Buy a cat!
(You thought I was talking about men didn't you!)
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.
T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE,
MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY,
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO,
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY THE MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT,
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED,
A CANADIAN SOLDIER.
WAS THIS THE HERO,
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?,
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES,
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS,
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE,
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM,
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T HELP WONDER,
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE,
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT,
A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES,
AND STARTED TO CRY.
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA, DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE.
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL,
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED,
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE,
ON THAT COLD, DARK NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR,
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE, SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT,
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."
This poem was written by a peace keeping soldier stationed
overseas.
The following is his request. I think it is reasonable.
"PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as
many people as you can?"
Diane sent me these pics -- She has recently lost her precious "Missy"( middle pic on your right ). She has 2 new babies now "Elliotthaus' Sweet Sierra"( on left ) & "Elliotthaus' Lil Dreamer" aka "Pepper". ( top & bottom pics with Sierra ) A friend of Diane made these pics for her. She misses Missy so much. If you would like to visit Diane's tribute to Missy click here If you would like to visit Diane's pics of Sierra & Pepper click here Diane, her son Mark & their new babies, Elliotthaus' Lil-Dreamer-aka-Pepper & Elliotthaus' Sweet Sierra-aka-Sierra.
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