A Valentine Flaneur & Random Kindness

One day it happens, you begin to make Valentine's and slide into a story, "Once, back when we had gas rationing..."

Back in my day gasoline was 20 cents a gallon... and I used to have to walk 7 miles uphill to get to school...

Back in my day gasoline was 20 cents a gallon... and I used to have to walk 7 miles uphill to get to school...

And then realize the people you are telling the story to weren't alive to remember gas rationing. Your memories--in this case mine--are now officially  "HISTORICAL" (fiction or memoir depending). 

It's Valentine's Day, one of my favorite holiday/workdays. So rather than clicking away as I ought, I'm playing. Last night I wrote out valentines, first thing this morning I sent them, and then made valentines using kindergarten scissors.

(The kind with rubber grips and rounded ends.) 

(The kind with rubber grips and rounded ends.) 

While valentine-ing, I let myself flaneur (sounds so much less aged than my mind wandered). 

Remember back when you were in school? How exciting Valentine's Day was? During art, we'd make our Valentine holders.

Which was fun, but not easy...cutting all those straight lines, making sure the lobes of the hearts were the same size.

Which was fun, but not easy...cutting all those straight lines, making sure the lobes of the hearts were the same size.

This made me think of Ramona trying so hard to cut out her paperbag owl. 

So I had to pull out my copy and reread a bit...

So I had to pull out my copy and reread a bit...

After-school sessions spent selecting the best valentine for each classmate.

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These are the Valentine's we gave in my day. They came in boxes of 24. Which posed huge problems in classes of 27

These are the Valentine's we gave in my day. They came in boxes of 24. Which posed huge problems in classes of 27

These are Norman's Favorite Valentines-- And a downloadable kit to make them.

These are Norman's Favorite Valentines-- And a downloadable kit to make them.

Painstakingly deciding who would get which? Then signing them. . . Do I sign with love? Or your friend? Or just my name?

How, at the designated time we'd scurry around slipping our favors into each others bag or box.

  Did you ever not get a valentine?

 Or receive a surprise valentine?  

 

Lexi prefers hers to be goldfish. (If you've eaten too many this photo will appear blurry.) 

Lexi prefers hers to be goldfish. (If you've eaten too many this photo will appear blurry.) 

The first gift my hubby, then boyfriend, ever gave me was earrings for Valentine's Day--a risky move considering we hadn't been dating very long. (They are still my favorites--just for that reason.)

He was quite a bit older when we started dating that he is in this photo!

He was quite a bit older when we started dating that he is in this photo!

Fittingly, this Valentine week our yoga intention is Kindness. Catherine passed around these Kindness Cards to commemorate it.

Click on the ReThink Happiness Movement link below to get a card and see what kindnesses others have experienced.

Click on the ReThink Happiness Movement link below to get a card and see what kindnesses others have experienced.

The idea is to do a random act of kindness and leave a card saying so. Each card has a number and the recipient can click on the website and register the kindness—then take a turn at doing a kindness and passing on the card and so on and so on... into a hopefully happier, definitely more interesting world.
— KINDNESS CARD info

It was the KINDNESS CARD that started me down this road. I bought my first car during gas rationing. On one of my days to fill up (I was an even).

Mine was way cooler with a racing stripe and luggage rack.

Mine was way cooler with a racing stripe and luggage rack.

After idling my way to the gas pump, I filled up my car and joined the queue to pay up. 

Back then the gas pumps didn't have credit card machines built right in. 

Back then the gas pumps didn't have credit card machines built right in. 

How long ago was "back then"? It was soooo long ago, our T.V was black and white, programs only showed on 2 channels and every midnight an Indian in full regalia cried while the Star Spangled Banner played and the flag waved.

How long ago was "back then"? It was soooo long ago, our T.V was black and white, programs only showed on 2 channels and every midnight an Indian in full regalia cried while the Star Spangled Banner played and the flag waved.

When I finally reached the payment window, the clerk said: "No Charge"
"What do you mean, No Charge?"

Seems some guy had paid for my gas. A Random Act of Kindness. 

And even though, sometime later I discovered that "guy" had been my grandfather. That feeling of unexpected kindness stayed--a sparkle. 

                                                      A heart full of Valentines ready to be passed out!

                                                      A heart full of Valentines ready to be passed out!

That sparkle flickered and popped during my Valentine making session. I stuffed my purse with valentines and willy-nilly passed them around. Made me as happy as Mr. Hatch.

                                                                      Remember Mr. Hatch?

                                                                      Remember Mr. Hatch?

If you don't, take 11.5 minutes, cozy up, click over to hear Hector Elizondo read this oh-how-I-wish-I-had-written-it picture book. If you do, give yourself a Valentine treat and listen again. Just click on the title

SOMEBODY LOVES YOU, MR HATCH!

Treat someone--and yourself, too---kindly!

Happy Valentines Day!