{"id":1187,"date":"2013-02-12T11:28:49","date_gmt":"2013-02-12T16:28:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ae0.92e.myftpupload.com\/?p=1187"},"modified":"2013-02-12T11:53:05","modified_gmt":"2013-02-12T16:53:05","slug":"valentines-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/?p=1187","title":{"rendered":"Valentine’s Day…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"OLYMPUS<\/a>…what a really nice Holiday.\u00a0 A Holiday that celebrates love for each other.\u00a0 A Holiday that makes one feel special.\u00a0 It has always been one of my very favorite Holidays and I think my love for it goes all the way back to first grade. I remember vividly the teacher bringing in the cardboard box, colorfully decorated in red with hearts and lace.\u00a0 There was a slit in the top of the box, where we could deposit our homemade valentines for our friends.\u00a0 Out would come the red paper, the jar of white paste and the lace doilys.\u00a0 My Mother taught me how to fold the paper in half, start cutting at the bottom corner, come up and out, and back in and open the paper and there was a heart.\u00a0 I loved making them and I’m not sure why.\u00a0 Was it the scissors\u00a0I was allowed to use, or the\u00a0 unsupervised availability of the white paste that I got all over everything. \u00a0I still can taste it so I must have even gotten in my mouth too. Somehow I seemed very grown up when I would sit (for hours) and make them.\u00a0 Was I mimicking grown-ups, writing letters and going to the post office?\u00a0Was this my first experience with mailing things. \u00a0I know that decorated cardboard box is where we deposited our valentines to be delivered on Valentine’s Day. That was kind of like a post office.\u00a0 The\u00a0excitement would grow as\u00a0we got closer to day, and everyone was loading up that box.\u00a0\u00a0One by one we would diligently\u00a0bring our Valentine’s in and deposit them in our Valentine mailbox. The teacher would shake the box as it started to fill up so more Valentines could fit in.\u00a0 \u00a0 The big day would arrive and the teacher would sit next to the box, and one by one pick a card and call out a name.\u00a0\u00a0We\u00a0were all \u00a0perched on the edge of our seats, just waiting in anticipation\u00a0to hear our name, we would either yelp or sigh when hearing it. How many times did the teacher have to say, walk\u00a0don’t run.\u00a0 After\u00a0all the cards were passed out the celebration would continue with juice, cupcakes and heart shaped red lollipops.\u00a0 The innocence of the first year was soon to be replaced by how many cards did you get, I got 10, well I got 12, or I’m not talking to you because you didn’t\u00a0send me a card.\u00a0 By my third Valentines Day I had it all figured out.\u00a0\u00a0I came in with a card for everyone, and everyone knew I did.\u00a0 I methodically showed everyone their name on the\u00a0addressed envelope before I put it in the box, and\u00a0of course now that they knew I sent them one,\u00a0for sure they would send me one.\u00a0\u00a0I don’t remember the exact outcome,\u00a0all I know is that I continued to love Valentine’s Day, so I think it must have\u00a0worked. As years went on, I\u00a0loved getting the red heart shape box of candy.\u00a0\u00a0 It could be that all along, my love for the Holiday was simply my love of chocolate candy and Feb.14th is the day that you can guiltlessly eat as much as you want.\u00a0 We would not want to offend the giver, so we must eat it all to show our appreciation.\u00a0 Wishing you a Happy Valentine’s Day and\u00a0the enjoyment of indulging in\u00a0many chocolates\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0.\"OLYMPUS<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

…what a really nice Holiday.\u00a0 A Holiday that celebrates love for each other.\u00a0 A Holiday that makes one feel special.\u00a0 It has always been one of my very favorite Holidays and I think my love for it goes all the way back to first grade. I remember vividly the teacher bringing in the cardboard box, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1187","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1187","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1187"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1187\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1208,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1187\/revisions\/1208"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1187"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1187"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bestvillageblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1187"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}