Dear Canada–
Happy 139th birthday.
Thank you for your beautiful cities, friendly people, high standard of living, and excellent fashion sense. You serve as an inspiration to peace-seeking nations and flannel-wearing populations alike. Your name means, simply, “village”, and you continue to uphold that meaning with your citizens and your visitors. You are the world’s true melting pot bringing in diverse cultures from all over the globe yet remaining distinctly, uniquely, Canadian. Your people share a strong environmental ethic, support for the rights of all people, a passion for hockey, a love for Tim Hortons, and a religious devotion to milk in a bag. Thank you, Canada, most of all for creating my beautiful, loving, passionate, quirky, and thoroughly Canadian “wife”:http://sivatonight.livejournal.com/. I am forever in your debt.
May your flag always wave high above your vast fields of wheat and grain, immense forests, large deposits of nickel, zinc, and gold, Rocky Mountains, beautiful coasts, expansive tundra, icy seas, and the 32.5 million kind, loving, two-four drinking, donut eating people that call you home.
Happy birthday, Canada, a nation I am proud to call my neighbor and my friend.
Love,
Jim
mmm… timbits!!! and dont forget snow! oh, soooo much snow!
happy canada day!
Milk in a bag creeps me out to this day. And I’ve been exposed to it since I was a wee one. Also: Tim Horton’s is gross for donuts. I don’t drink coffee, though….
You forgot hockey! Thank you, Canada, for Wayne Gretzky.