The Michaels family owned a small farm in Canada, just yards away from the North Dakota border. Their land had been the subject of a minor dispute between the United States and Canada for generations. Mrs. Michaels, who had just celebrated her ninetieth birthday, lived on the farm with her son and three grandchildren.
One day, her son came into her room holding a letter. “I just got some news, Mom,” he said. “The government has come to an agreement with the people in Washington. They’ve decided that our land is really part of the United States. We have the right to approve or disapprove of the agreement. What do you think?”
“What do I think?” his mother said. “Jump at it! Call them right now and tell them we accept! I don’t think I could stand another one of those Canadian winters!”
The Laughing Housewife 
That has to be a true story!
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ah pshaw……it’s a balmy 0 degrees here as I type by the fire, sipping some sleepy tea.
I’m not even wearing socks….
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Here in sunny Britain we have to wear socks in summer as well 😦
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Too funny!!!
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You’ve seen the extremes, Kay; which do you prefer?
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I grew up in northern Minnesota. Do I need to explain why I live in Florida?
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‘Nuff said!
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Which explains why I love living in sunny South Africa.
Mind you….cold and raining today!
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I always felt homesick for the UK on days like that.
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Good decision. Depending on whether the farm bordered Maine, Michigan, Minnesota, North Dakota, Montana, Idaho, Alaska or Washington State, all of them known for their mild winters, I can see hope for an improving situation on the horizon.
PS I read Al’s post yesterday. Kind of you to repost it. Dianne
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It was too good not to share.
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My body hates the cold, my body cannot deal with hot weather either. Any idea of where I should emigrate to?
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Belgium.
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Too funny! 🙂
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