Some like the day; others shrug it off.
But I'm in an elementary school where children dressed in red are delivering their Valentines, happy to be ambassadors of affection.
So, in the spirit of their streams of red tracing through our halls at this moment:
Happy Valentine's Day!
DITTO!
in our school, everybody in the building has a pink heart on a string with their name on it; these are traded throughout the day. every hour or so a name is called, the person wearing that name and the person named get a prize! I haven't won yet...
I received a couple of e-Valentine greetings and they were much appreciated.
But.
With the price they are getting for cards these days, I just cannot afford to send cards ... and for those far away whom I love (son and two OLD friends) I just sent a note on my personal stationery.
Remember when cards were $1? Now you can't seem to get anything less than $2.50 and it mounts up fast.
But it is nice to get real letters in the mail. I love getting envelopes that do not have windows!
With a heart full of affection for all the AWADers. ALOHA!
bah humbug
Or....Happy VD!
as some of us bitter singletons like to say....(well, okay - only me, so far, among my acquaintance!)
A USn friend was somewhat surprised when I informed her that in the UK it is usual to send Valentine cards unsigned. Apparently this is not true everywhere. So, who signs and who doesn't?
Bingley
Anonymous Valentines? But, but...what would be the point?
what would be the point?
It still works just fine for reminding the unpopular kids that they are total loosers.
Right you are Faldage. I do not believe in having children exchange Valentines in school for that reason. One teacher I know had each child bring one valentine. They all went in a box, and each child picked one. The celebration was cupcakes and milk provided by the teacher.
Much kinder, I opine.
Much kinder, I opine.
I believe you're right, wow. My wife has her kids make their own cards and then take them home to their mums.
My wife has her kids make their own cards and then take them home to their mums.
Do the moms know who they're from?
>they are still loosers.
Even knowing it was bait, I still couldn't resist biting - Aaaaargh!
loosers
It was done with malice aforethought.
loosers
It was done with malice aforethought.Whattaya, kicking into moose mode there, Faldo?
or mebbe it was just a friendly little Valentine[evil-grin e]
>loosers
It was done with malice aforethought.
As I well knew.
I know someone who got the same valentine from her sweetie that she got for him. We were wondering what the odds of that happening would be. Any takers from the Math squad?
Do the moms know who they're from?
Well, they may get the cards mixed up now and then while all the excess paint is drying, and sometimes a child may decide someone else's card looks better than theirs, although this attitude is, I am told, vehemently discouraged. I doubt if the mums would be any the wiser though!
Interesting by the way that in the UK we tend to use 'mum' and 'mummy' while in the USA you tend to use 'mom' and 'mommy'. Wonder how that happened.
Stranger still is that I say "mum" and write "mom".
what the odds of that happening would be
The odds that some couple somewhere would send each other the same valentine's card? I'd say pretty dang close to 1 to 1. Say 1 to 0.999...
How d'you figure that, Faldage? Show your work, please
How d'you figure that
It's just a SWAG. I've got a 43 page doc to proof, but I 'll get on showing you my work when I get a chance.
"Stranger still is that I say "mum" and write "mom"."
But yer Canajan, eh? That's what yer spozed to do.
and I sez "Mum" and writes "Mum."
In fact, me own Mum, being British by birth, despises "Mom" - so as kids my brothers and I quickly learned to "fix" any cards we gave her (birthday, mother's day etc) so that the offending "o" was replaced by the proper "u."
in the UK we tend to use 'mum' and 'mummy' while in the USA you tend to use 'mom' and 'mommy'. Wonder how that happened.
Your-all's are better preserved, obviously...
of course you know the story of the quartet of young cousins, all named Melvin(family name, natch). seems the little rapscallions snuck into the kitchen to steal cookies, when they heard their mothers returning found no where to go: where were four Mel's to hide?
That's worse and more contrived than anything TEd has come up with recently.
You're welcome.
eta--that was absolutely...pitiful.
hahahahahaha!
it has kept me smiling all day...
Honey, you really need to get out more...
I don't get it. Somebody explain it to me so I can smile all day, too, like et'...
Dear WW,
4 mules to hide (to skin to cure the leather)...get it? [wonk] (oops...I meant
)
Well, I never heard of four mules to hide. Is this from a song or a poem or something I should have read or heard by now?
Honey, you really need to get out more...believe me, I'm getting out too much! that's why I need something silly to keep me going...
WW - think mummy, think preservation...
think very bad pun...
4 mules to hide
Is that another pun? Do I still bless my pun-blindness?
4 mules to hide
Is that another pun? Do I still bless my pun-blindness? See Sarah.
See Sarah
Who? What? Do I really want to?
If I may, I think the problem here is the set-up, young eta. The story has nothing to do with the punchline. Now, if you'd worked in something about preserving the cookies... (where is TEd when we need him??)
young etaoh, bless you.
you're right, it should have been four small Egyptian boys...
Actually®, eta, I thought you were talking about formaldehyde! in the plural
Juan, you taking over ron obvious's job?
Juan, you taking over ron obvious's job?No, AnnaS...he's ron obvious, I'm
WO'N obvious, 'member? Whit said, obscuringly.
"Mummy, can we wrap this up?" he asked swiftly.
in the UK we tend to use 'mum' and 'mummy' while in the USA you tend to use 'mom' and 'mommy'. Wonder how that happened.
I was scolded for using "Mummy" as my Mother said she was not an embalmed Egyptian! Actually, I called my mother "Mother." and that's what my sons call me.
>Actually, I called my mother "Mother." and that's what my sons call me.
My Dadand his siblings all called their father "Father", and that is what his grandchildren all call him too. He died a month before I was born, but when any of his grandchildren speak of "Father" we know instantly to whom they refer.