Showing posts with label Saint Valentine's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saint Valentine's Day. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

GRADESCHOOL VALENTINES STILL BRING UP MEMORIES OF LITTLE GIRL CRUSHES

I was very lucky to have a mom who scrapbooked greeting cards I received as a child.  These scrapbooks are mostly stored away but the kind of thing that you would want to run out with if you were warned to evacuate your home due to pending mudslide or fire.


Although in my grade school is was not mandatory for every child to give every other child in the class a Valentine, and nor do I think that should be mandated, it was exciting when it came time for the big box covered in wrapping paper with a mail slot in the top to be opened and the Valentine's distributed.

Though only 6 or 7 at the time, I knew there were one or two or three people I hoped I would get a Valentine from.  Oh the art was too cute and so was the humor, but one flipped over the card to see if anything besides a signature had been written.  Even the signature was so important!


These days I tend to think that Valentine's Day, as are many holidays, is overblown with materialism and have to's.  I long for the days when a Valentine was precious and meant something special - that there was more sincerity involved.


Maybe this is because I recently reencountered an adult woman who I've always basically liked, but who I remember as being a bit over the top and at ease with telling people she loves them "very much."  If actions speak louder than words, such effusive gushes of adoration must sub in for the fact that she rarely has time for most people.  She is busy with work, and going out with her small inner circle after work, saving herself for big gatherings where she can encounter a lot of people, do some sharing, and make such declarations.
It's not that she dislikes you or is hiding hatred.  It's just so insincere!


I think overall our society is encouraging us to blur liking someone into loving them.


Liking someone does not require you send them a Valentine!


P.S. I love my dog but am not baking her a Doggie Valentine Cupcake full of liver!



Saturday, February 3, 2018

Sunday, February 9, 2014

HUNGARIAN BALINT SILLY SONG : MR VALENTINE IS DEAD

They said Hungarians have something in common with the Irish. They said it. Not me!


Saturday, February 9, 2013

BALINT NAP! HUNGISH ORG TELLS YOU IN ENGLISH HOW VALENTINES IS IN HUNGARY!

HUNGISH ORG : VALENTINES DAY IN BUDAPEST  full article here!

OK, so florists decided to make this an official holiday in recent history 1989! Still, there's no reason why you have to give in to commercial interest to celebrate.  After all, a home made card, an original love poem, some flowers you plucked yourself, all these things are traditionally romantic!

"In Hungary it is generally only young married couples and young lovers who exchange gifts on this day while in America there is a card for just about every love connection from couples to grandparents to their grandchildren. Hungarian cards say a few things differently than what Americans will find in Hallmark shops. Typical Hungarian cards for Valentine’s Day say things like: “To the world’s most adorable blue-eyed real man” to “Your little sex mouse.” Other expressions are “Send word to the country hag that I love her” or “I wish my pocket piggy a joyous future from his ever-loving pocket kitty.”

Monday, February 14, 2011

HAPPY HUNGARIAN VALENTINES : ‘Bálint Nap’ or ‘Valentin’Day



Yes Hungarians DO celebrate Valentine's Day, and though it is not as commercialized as it is here in the United States, maybe that's for the best, for there is still an appreciation for a poem, card, or other items that are one of a kind, hand made. Chocolate, flowers, champagne, going out to celebrate your love is all good, but perhaps celebrations are more for city people.  Linking above to a page all about it from HUNGLISH.ORG


Seems to me that some of the positive (it's all true!) stereotypes of Hungarians are that they/we make for passionate lovers, romantic, sexy.... OK.... HOT!  You know... lots of talking over coffee, wine, cigarettes... lots of standing on tables to recite original poetry...  Confess!