In the spirit of Canada Day,
and because I am missing the celebrations up in the Great White North,
I thought I’d share these with you.

Things I have learned when I lived there.

And of course, I have found these all throughout the intarwebnet.
Because, “Plagiarism” is one of the skills I have truly mastered.
That and “Forgery.”

You know you’re Canadian when:

You stand in “line-ups” or “queues” at the movies, not lines.

You’re not offended by the term, “Homo Milk.”

You understand the sentence,
“Could you please pass me a serviette, I just spilled my bowl of poutine!”

You eat chocolate bars instead of candy bars.

You drink pop, not soda.

You know that a mickey and 2-4’s mean “Party at the camp, eh?!”

You can drink legally while still a teen in some provinces.

You talk about the weather with strangers and friends alike.

You get milk in bags as well as cartons and plastic jugs.

You drive on a highway, not a freeway.

You know what a Robertson screwdriver is.

You have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers.

You know that Mounties “don’t always look like that.”

You dismiss all beers under 6% as “for children and the elderly.”

You know that the Friendly Giant isn’t a vegetable product line.

You drive with your headlights on during the day

You shove the letter “u” to words like labour, honour, colour, (filthy whoure?)

You are excited whenever an American television show mentions Canada.

You make a mental note to talk about it at work the next day.

You can eat more than one maple sugar candy without feeling nauseous.

You know what a touque is and you own one and often wear it.

You know Toronto is NOT a province.

You never miss “Coach’s Corner” during Hockey Night in Canada.

Back bacon and Kraft Dinner are two of your favourite food groups.

Your car has a cord and plug sticking out of the grill.

You only know three spices: salt, pepper and ketchup.

You design your Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

Canadian Tire Store on any Saturday is busier than most toy stores at Christmas.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled in with frozen snow and slush.

You think sexy lingerie is tube-socks and a flannel nightie with only 8 buttons.

The local paper covers national and international headlines on 2 pages,
but requires 6 pages for hockey.

You attend a formal event in your best clothes, your finest jewelery and your Sorels.

You can play road hockey on skates.

You know 4 seasons: Winter, Still Winter, Almost Winter and Construction.

You understand the Labatt Blue commercials.

You perk-up when you hear the theme from “Hockey Night in Canada”.

You pronounce the last letter of the alphabet “zed” instead of “zee.”

MuchMusic’s Speaker’s Corner – rant and rave on national TV for a loonie.

You often switch from “heat” to “a/c” in your car in the same day.

You stand on a deserted road in the rain waiting for the “Walk” signal.

In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark while only working eight-hour days.

And honestly,
based on experience,
Celebrating 4th of July in the States, is nothing
compared to our Canada Day partying.

Oh CANADA!
Give me Liberty Hockey,
Or give me death Beer.

Oh Canada!
We stand on guard for thee!

Click here to see how much you know of Canada. –> Citizenship test

I have failed miserably!

—
And a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to
Kuya Rhey,
and Kenneth!