My wife rocks
My wife Litlbit just called me at work. She said our four-year-old Boo wanted to learn how to sing O Canada, and she was trying to teach him. But each time she ran through the song for him, she got caught up on a couple of lines. Here's how she described it to me:
"...so each time I sing 'We stand on guard for thee' I'm thinking 'Not if we don't do something about our military, we don't.' More like 'We cross our fingers and hope to hell our American neighbours stand on guard for thee'. And then it hits me: if I sold it as some sort of national unity project and promised to donate heavily back to The Party, I could probably get a Liberal government contract to pay me for the re-write! And then you wouldn't have to work anymore!"
That's my Litbit: always looking for ways to keep me home and in high clover. Have I mentioned that I absolutely love this woman?
Update: Well, so much for that idea. Angry beat us to it.