That's how the fight started.....

My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed.

I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'

'No,' she answered.

I then said, 'Is that your final answer?'

... She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'

So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."

And that's when the fight started...

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I took my wife to a restaurant.

The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.

"I'll have the rump steak, rare, please."

He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"

"Nah, she can order for herself."

And that's when the fight started.....

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My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school

reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his

drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.

I asked her, "Do you know him?"

"Yes", she sighed,

"He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking

right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he

hasn't been sober since."

"My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on

celebrating that long?"

And then the fight started...

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When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.

But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat,

making beer.. Always something more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.

When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing

scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into

the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again

I handed her a toothbrush.

I said, "When you finish cutting the

grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

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My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.

She asked, "What's on TV?"

I said, "Dust."

And then the fight started...

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Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the

boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential 

downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather

would be bad all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back;

now with a different anticipation,

and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."

My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"

And that's how the fight started...

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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.

She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds."

I bought her a bathroom scale.

And then the fight started......

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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply

for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me 

for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets 

and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that 

I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.

The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.

So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.

She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.

She said, 'You should have dropped

your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'

And then the fight started...

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My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.

She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,

"I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you

to pay me a compliment.'

I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."

And then the fight started........

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I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!

The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!

He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'

So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'

That's how the fight started.

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One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot

as a Christmas gift...

The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.

When she asked me why, I replied,

"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"

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A husband and wife are shopping in their local Wal-Mart. The husband picks up a case of Miller Lite and puts it in their cart.

'What do you think you're doing?' asks the wife. 'They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans', he replies. 'Put them back, it's a waste of money', demands the wife, and so he does and they carry on shopping.

A few aisles further on along, the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket.

What do you think you're doing?' asks the husband... "It's my face cream. It makes me look beautiful,' replies the wife.

Her husband retorts: 'So does 24 cans of Miller Lite and it's half the price....'

And that's how the fight started.

BC Government needs a change!

I have never belonged to a political party.  I've worked for some but I've never become a card carrying member.  This time it's different.   I joined, have a card and will have a vote on the next leader to represent the Conservative party.  Some of the candidates running are Liberals who've changed their views and are vying for the Conservative leadership.

When the NDP changed the law a couple of years ago to make city policing their responsibility and not the responsibility of a City or Municipality, I lost it!  The provincial government wanted to change our police force and knew if they held a referendum it would be rejected.  Big money and dishonest people were fighting this.  They wanted control of the police force, a board that's appointed and has no accountability to the mayor.  Because of this change of legislation, I don't have to reiterate the mess we are in, it's fact!

Thanks to the NDP, now we are in a legal mess with the indigenous about land claims.  I lived in Richmond and know some of the people whose land is in question.   Kerry-Lynne went through this in the 1990's when she was a leaseholder in Musqueam.  

Not everyone is on Facebook, but the video below is short.  It's from the debate that took place on April 8th.  She explains more about what happened to her in the 1990's when she lived in Musqueam near UBC.  This is why she fights so it doesn't ever happen to anyone else.  

https://www.facebook.com/reel/1453184519920765

We need a change in the Provincial Government.  This is why I am backing the candidate that has the education and years of experience.  She is the only person running who served as a Cabinet Member in the Federal Government.

I've never been friends with Epstein?

I usually turn off the TV when I see a White House news conference, but this time I didn't.  I'm so tired of hearing about the Epstein files and how people are distancing themselves from the facts.  If you want to know the "truth", here's the website that has all the information.  

https://www.justice.gov/epstein

There is so much false information online, I like to go to the proper source.  I went onto the DOJ website above and did some searching. I put in Trump.  What I read, I wouldn't even repeat.  It is so disgusting.  

They all lie!

Canadian Food

A Taste of Home: How Canadian Food Became a Story of Community, Ingenuity, and Comfort

Canadian food doesn’t shout. It doesn’t demand attention or overwhelm the senses. Instead, it feels like a familiar kitchen light glowing on a winter evening — warm, steady, and welcoming. Our cuisine grew from practicality, resourcefulness, and the blending of cultures that built this country. And when you look closely, every dish tells a story about who we are.

Indigenous Roots: The First Flavours of This Land

Long before Canada was Canada, Indigenous peoples cultivated, harvested, preserved, and cooked with a deep understanding of the land.

• Bannock, now found in community halls and powwows across the country, has Indigenous origins that predate European arrival.

• Wild rice (manoomin) was — and remains — sacred to Anishinaabe communities.

• Smoked salmon, bison, maple sap, and berries formed the backbone of regional diets.

These foods weren’t just sustenance — they were part of ceremony, identity, and relationship with the land. Every Canadian food story begins here.

Maple Syrup: Canada’s Liquid Gold

Maple syrup is more than a topping; it’s a tradition. Indigenous peoples were the first to tap maple trees, and early settlers learned from their techniques.

Today, maple syrup represents:

• Resilience through long winters

• The joy of spring’s first thaw

• A uniquely Canadian sweetness that feels like home

From sugar shacks in Quebec to backyard taps in rural Ontario, maple season is a celebration of community and renewal.

The Immigrant Kitchen: How Canada Became a Mosaic of Flavours

As newcomers arrived from every corner of the world, they brought recipes that blended into — and transformed — the Canadian table.

• Ukrainian settlers introduced perogies and cabbage rolls, now staples in Prairie kitchens.

• Chinese railway workers brought dishes that evolved into beloved Canadian‑Chinese classics like ginger beef and chop suey.

• Italian, Greek, Portuguese, and Caribbean communities added bold flavours that reshaped our cities’ food scenes.

• South Asian families brought spices that now define entire neighbourhoods — especially here in Metro Vancouver.

Canadian food isn’t one thing. It’s many things, layered together.

The Humble Classics: Comfort Food That Feels Like Home

Some dishes became icons not because they were fancy, but because they were comforting, filling, and shared across generations.

• Poutine — born in rural Quebec, now a national treasure.

• Nanaimo bars — a no‑bake miracle from Vancouver Island.

• Butter tarts — the great Canadian debate: runny or firm.

• Tourtière — a holiday tradition that tastes like family gatherings.

• Kraft Dinner — yes, even KD has earned its place in our cultural DNA.

These foods remind us of childhood, potlucks, hockey tournaments, and long drives across the Trans‑Canada.

Coast to Coast: Regional Gems Worth Celebrating

Every region has its own edible identity:

• Atlantic Canada: lobster rolls, donair, blueberry grunt

• Quebec: smoked meat, sugar pie, cretons

• Ontario: peameal bacon sandwiches, butter tarts

• Prairies: Saskatoon berry pie, bison burgers

• British Columbia: salmon, spot prawns, Okanagan fruit

• The North: Arctic char, bannock, cloudberries

Canadian food is as vast and varied as the landscape itself.

A Final Bite

Canadian food is a reflection of the people who built this country: diverse, humble, creative, and deeply connected to the land. Whether it’s a bowl of homemade soup shared with a neighbour or a plate of salmon enjoyed by the ocean, our cuisine reminds us that the best meals aren’t about perfection — they’re about connection.

Lunch with a great group of women!

Crown Jewels is a Canadian Organization.  I belong to the Sapphire Sisters a chapter in Langley, BC.  There are chapters across Canada.  Yesterday, our Queen Anne invited us to her home for a wonderful Italian lunch.  We all chipped in to help with the costs, but the work she put into this lunch was amazing.  

She served, Caesar Salad, Spicy Flatbread, Lasagne, Chicken Penne Alfredo, Meatballs, Garlic Bread and Coffee-Almond Tortoni for dessert!  It was delicious!

How it all began

It all began back in early 2009.  Many of us had formerly been red hatters but the Canadian economy had changed and with it the value of the Cdn dollar.  When a chapter with 100 members realized it would cost $2,000* US/yr  ($2,600 Cdn) to belong to a privately owned American corporation, just to have fun, we realized something had to change. Canada was in a recession and it didn't make sense to be sending money out of our country.  As the value of the Canadian dollar continued to slip, it made even more sense to start something "purely Canadian".  It was time to form a Canadian women's social group and the name, we hoped, would be "Canadian Jewels" - because we believe Jewels are precious, just as women are precious and also, unique! The sole purpose of our group was to socialize with other women in our local area to have fun. Fun, not fund-raising.

We began as a small group in the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia.  Word spread. As sisters told sisters and friends told friends, word spread about the "Canadian Jewels."   We listened to what women wanted. They didn't want to belong to a privately owned corporation and they wanted accountability. Members wanted to be heard.  As a result I applied for incorporation as a non-profit, applied to trademark and copyright our name, and formed a Board of Directors to oversee the operations of our group.  Next, we appointed Regional and Provincial Representatives who would have the members in their own area their top priority.

The intention was to register as a British Columbia Non-Profit but with word spreading the decision was made to become a National Non-Profit.  When registering federally we had to change our name to Crown Jewels of Canada Society. We have excellent legal representation and an accounting firm that we work with to ensure we are on track and legal in all aspects of what we do.

On July 22, 2009 (our Founders birthday) the Canadian government gave us an official name: "The Crown Jewels of Canada Society."

We asked women to donate $5.00 to help us set up the group and pay our legal fees.  These women are our "Founding Members" and may wear a special pin showing they were the ones who helped us with our start-up.  We will be forever grateful to them for believing in our mission and showing their support.  The Founders Club was closed in September 2009.  On October 2, 2009, we received notice from the Federal Government that we were now officially registered as a National Non-Profit.  We couldn't have done this without the members of the Founders Club and are forever grateful to these wonderful ladies.

We are close to registering our 9,000th member!  Why not join the fun?  There are local events, plus Provincial and National Conventions, annual cruises and trips to Vegas and Mexico.

Join a chapter or start your own.  We're here to help you do it - it's really quite easy. We also offer independent memberships for those not affiliated with a chapter but who still wish to receive our newsletters, join in activities, etc.

We are not "hatters" and we ask that our members please never refer to themselves as such.  Also, be fair and do not dress in a way that you might be mistaken for a member of the RHS. 

We are "Jewels" - precious jewels at that!  We believe it's all about recognizing our worth as women and as the fun part of it - the bling!

Queens and Vice Queens of chapters come together to socialize and share information at their local "Royal Court" - a gathering of Royalty.

If you are interested in joining here is their website:  https://crownjewelsofcanada.com/

I belong to a Red Hat group in Vancouver.  That group has grandfather rights and we have not chosen to join the US Red Hat Society.   

I'm exhausted

For a reason I can't explain, I watched one hour of Trump's news conference yesterday.  I turned it off and sang "How Great Thou Art".  I'll never get that 60 minutes back.  I'm exhausted and now I know why.  This explains it:

A TIMELINE OF TRUMP "DEFEATING" IRAN: 

Mar 3: "We won the war."

Mar 7: "We defeated Iran."

Mar 9: "We must attack Iran."

Mar 9: "The war is ending almost completely, and very beautifully."

Mar 11: “You never like to say too ⁠early you won. We won. In ​the first hour it was over.” Mar 12: "We did win, but we haven't won completely yet."

Mar 13: "We won the war."

Mar 14: "Please help us."

Mar 15: "If you don't help us, I will certainly remember it."

Mar 16: "Actually, we don't need any help at all."

Mar 16: "I was just testing to see who's listening to me."

Mar 16: "If NATO doesn't help, they will suffer something very bad."

Mar 17: "We neither need nor want NATO's help."

Mar 17: "I don't need Congressional approval to withdraw from NATO."

Mar 18: "Our allies must cooperate in reopening the Strait of Hormuz."

Mar 19: "US allies need to get a grip - step up and help open the Strait of Hormuz."

Mar 20: "NATO are cowards."

Mar 21: "The Strait of Hormuz must be protected by the countries that use it. We don't use it, we don't need to open it."

Mar 22: "This is the last time. I will give Iran 48 hours. Open the strait"

Mar 22: "Iran is Dead"

Mar 23: "We had very good and productive talks with Iran."

Mar 24: "We’re making progress."

Mar 25: “They gave us a present and the present arrived today. And it was a very big present worth a tremendous amount of money. I’m not going to tell you what that present is, but it was a very significant prize.” 

Mar 26: "Make a deal, or we’ll just keep blowing them away."

Mar 27: "We don’t have to be there for NATO."

Mar 28: No major quote

Mar 29: Claimed talks were progressing

Mar 30: "Open the Strait of Hormuz immediately, or face devastating consequences."

Mar 31: Claimed a deal was "very close" and that Iran would "do the right thing"

Apr 1: "We’ll see what happens very soon."

Apr 2: Repeated that a deal was likely, while warning of continued strikes if not

Apr 3: "Something big is going to happen."

Apr 4: Said Iran must comply "immediately" or face further consequences.

Apr 5: "Open the f*ckin' Strait, you crazy bastards, or you'll be living in Hell - JUST WATCH! Praise be to Allah."

On Easter Sunday, President Trump missed three planned events but made it to his own golf course and managed to tweet a vulgar message to Iran.  Despite being Christian, he never went to church on Easter Sunday or Good Friday.  

How Canadian are you?

I thought this was interesting.  Enjoy:

So, how Canadian are you, anyway? Take this quiz and find out!

When a sentence starts with “So buddy comes over to the shop,” what is buddy most likely to be?

A friend?  A police officer?  A well-meaning idiot?  Or literally someone named Buddy.

"Dave is a massive tool." Is Dave...

Handy? A jackass? A very strong person? Or blessed when the Queen was handing out the family jewels?

"That concert was mental." Was it...

Insane in a good way? Did something go badly wrong? Did it feature a lot of sensory experiences? Or did it make you think deeply?

Your friend tells you to "Just give 'er." Should you...

Cave in to something you don't want to do? Give someone a gift? Accelerate your car fast? Or ignore what someone's telling you?

If you ended up at the legion after, what did you most likely do next?

Played lacrosse? Drank beer? Read your anime story to an audience? Or cleaned up moose shit?

If Sarah is a "real keener," is she...

Enthusiastic to the point of being annoying? Good at telling jokes? Someone who cries too easily? Or a busybody?

Someone hands you a two-four. Do you...

Drink it? Burn it? Use it to build a house? Or hand it right back and apologize?

What do you put in a parkade?

Juice? Your children? Your car? Or nothing, because parkade is a word I just made up?

If buddy biffs it, what did buddy do?

Slip and fall? Miss an opportunity? Dance like Elaine from Seinfeld? Or fall asleep at an inopportune moment?

The garburator is broken. You should call...

The police? Your city's garbage pickup people? An appliance repair person? Or a linguistics professor?

ANSWERS:

Buddy, in this context, is most likely to be an idiot. A massive tool is also an idiot. If something’s mental, it’s like metal — hardcore, in a good way. If you’re givin’ her, you are pedal to the metal in your car If you’re at a legion, you’re probably drinking. Keeners are enthusiastic about things to the point of exhaustion A two-four is a flat of beer (24 beers) A parkade is a multi-storey parking structure If you biff it, you’ve fallen. And people probably laughed at you. (Note: In the eastern parts of Canada, "biff" is more likely to mean you've thrown something. In other parts, "biff" means to vomit.) A garburator is a garbage disposal grinder in a sink