The average American would ask how will I ever find out the names of those dogs that played Lassie over the years. But, being a Dutch, Canadian, American –(and Scottish thanks to my other half), I know that is not the lassies I am to toast. Although dogs are loving, honest, sensitive and intelligent creatures, it would never do to compare a woman to a dog.
Robert Burns loved his dog, and the story is told that he once remarked that he wished he could find a lass who would love him as faithfully as his dog did. Apparently, Jean Armour overheard this and used this to start a conversation with Robert, and the rest is history.
Now, let us consider why we love our lasses, in spite of our differences—such as
A man will pay $2 for a $1 item that he wants-A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item she doesn’t want
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he has a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman, is one who can find such a man.
Any married man should forget his mistakes- after all there’s no use two people remembering the same thing.
A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that, is the beginning of a new argument.
A man has six items in the bathroom-toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a comb, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average woman’s bathroom has 337, and a man would not be able to identify most of them.
A woman knows all about children, their appointments, their friends, their favorite foods, their fears, their hopes, their dreams. A man, is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.
A man gets out of the car at the Wal Mart parking lot and heads towards the store, only to find out he has locked his wife in the car while she was still adjusting her coat, finding her purse, checking her wallet, and putting away her sunglasses. (of course Sue and I have worked that one out to our mutual satisfaction, now I wait until she is done with all that.)
Now Robert Burns, wrote the following
O my love is like a red red rose That’s newly sprung in June
But do not forget gentlemen, roses have thorns. Celtic women, have a long history of fiercely protecting their children, their men, and yes, their country. What would we be like without them. American author Robert Clemens, who we all know as Mark Twain, was once asked this question. His reply was scarce sir, very scarce.
Well, I believe I have said enough. What will follow shortly, I’m afraid, will be a roast of the laddies.
So now, gentlemen, I ask you to stand with me to toast our lassies----------------
Let us give thanks for the sweethearts of this world, for bringing romance into our lives!
Let us give thanks for the wives of this world, for their love, their loyalty their passion and their patience!
And let us give thanks for the mothers of this world, for theirs is the most noble role of all!
TO THE LASSIES