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Hungarian In The House

I guess I should start off by saying that I should be doing the dishes right now. Instead, I've decided to write my very first blog. Isn't that convenient? If you stick around long enough, you'll learn that I love to procrastinate, but for all the right reasons! The more I dislike what I should be doing, the greater the chance that I will put it off. Somehow, there is always something more pressing that needs to be posted, googled, played, blogged or pinned. That could be one of the main reasons I want to downsize and live in a smaller house or an rv; the less distractions the better. Yep, you heard me right, I would love to live in an rv and travel. I want to be able to wake up and drink my morning cup of hazelnut cinnamon coffee with butter pecan creamer in one city, and drink my evening cup in another. Is that really too much for a woman to ask??

I suppose I have that gypsy bug in me; the one that makes 'ya antsy and squirmy. I was born in Hungary and we all know Hungarians are known for their goulash and gypsies (and no, I'm NOT hungry! lol). Well, I do love goulash and I love moving around. I get extremely bored when I don't get to change scenery to a new house/city, or if my job gets too boring. I love adventure, excitement and meeting new people. Hungarians are a crazy bunch of people, and I can only say that because I am Hungarian (and crazy). A Hungarian would be quite insulted if a non-Hungarian were to call them crazy....just sayin'! I can feel that I am going to have a fairly large section on Hungary. This whole topic has started me thinking about what it means to be Hungarian, so I started googling....see, I told you I like to procrastinate. I found a really funny list that I just had to share. Even if only one other Hungarian ever reads this, I will know they laughed as hard as I did. The list is pretty long, but if you're a TRUE Hungarian, you'll definitely read the rest by clicking here. :)

                           You know you are Hungarian/ you are in Hungary when…


-you use fruits to make a soup

-you know that the "goulash” you see in many restaurants has in fact little/nothing to do with the gulyásleves we really eat

-you have a nameday and no foreigner understands what that’s good for

-you believe that all geniuses and celebrities have some relation with Hungarians. Or they just simply are Hungarians.

-someone says that Hungarian "is like Russian and all those other Slavic languages” and then you have to go into great detail about the origins of Hungarian with a scolding history lesson

-you use more sour cream than ketchup 

-you tell someone you're Hungarian and they ask, "Are you hungry?" Then, you congratulate them on being the millionth person to ask you that.

-you have a relative named Attila, Jozsef, Janos, Laszlo, Marika or Zsuzsa.

-half of your mother's friends' husbands have the name Jozsef.

-you can swear for 5 minutes straight, with one breath, not using
the same word, ever.


-you wish you had 5 bucks for every time someone says, "I know a
Hungarian word... b@zdmeg... *laugh*..."


-you know the meaning of "kurva", even if you don't know any other

- feeding your guests is your main priority even, if they claim they’re not hungry and in which case you get slightly offended/upset that they don’t want your hospitality.

-paprika is just as important as salt & pepper.

-you have szaloncukor on the Christmas tree :) 



I'm looking forward to this journey to tiny living. I'm excited about having this amazing place to share my stories and hopefully, meet new people willing to share their stories, as well.

I'm going to work on my "About Me" section and introduce you to the rest of my family...the non crazy ones!! ;)

Live Happy, Be Positive!! :)

~~~Sue~~~