Hey Valentine

Today is the big day! The day all the flowers get delivered. The buying of stuffed animals, chocolate covered anything, fancy cards with cute messages, big ass balloons and also the day you find out if you’re the main dish or the side platter in your relationship. Maybe it is also the day you go to your fridge and binge eat ice cream all day because it is the closest thing to something sweet you got today. Whatever your situation-ship status is, it’s ok.

I am not here to tell you to get someone or brag about my own relationship. Although let me tell you! I spent many unhappy valentines day in my day. Oh boy! I have also spent some of the happiest valentines day when I was single. I still remember when I was feeling pretty down and I was a single mom at the time, my son gave me one of those king pop rings. I felt like royalty just because my little guy thought of me. So we went out to eat and had a nice juicy burger. It was a perfect way to spend valentines day and fall fast asleep. Hey no better way to say I love you than ditching the greens and stuffing your face, aye?


However, checking through history to research what valentines day was really about. Excluding the whole financial analysis of stores biggest sells of balloons, flowers, candy and cards; I decided to go on a little google research trail. Hey that is how we modern people research everything today. We google it! You thought I was going to take out my library card and start searching through an Encyclopedia? I mean if I had time I would but that’s not the point. Let’s stay on track here people and stop going into judgement zone. Focus!

So back to my google results ha-ha. I found from the history channel it was a time when ancient romans used to celebrate Lupercalia. Pause! I know you’re thinking what the hell is that? I got chu! Lupercalia was a bloody, violent and sexually-charged celebration awash with animal sacrifice, random matchmaking and coupling in the hopes of warding off evil spirits and infertility. Talk about a spinoff.

The priests would sacrifice a goat, for fertility, and a dog, for purification. They would then strip the goat’s hide into strips, dip them into the sacrificial blood and take to the streets, gently slapping both women and crop fields with the goat hide. Far from being fearful, Roman women welcomed the touch of the hides because it was believed to make them more fertile in the coming year. Later in the day, according to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big urn. The city’s bachelors would each choose a name and become paired for the year with his chosen woman. These matches often ended in marriage.

Lupercalia was deemed “un-Christian”–at the end of the 5th century, when Pope Gelasius declared February 14 St. Valentine’s Day. It was called a day of romance, hence what we now celebrate on Valentines day. Interesting isn’t it? How even though we all practice different religions how something so innocent and sweet was derived from religion and a bit unorthodox ceremonies. So if you’re feeling blue imagine living in that time where women would place their names in an urn and be blindly matched to a male. I guess that is what we call a real blind date. Just a little humor. Do we still go on those today? I have been out of the dating game for a while and I have never been on a blind date. I mean I always needed details so I can schedule sitters, bus routes, escape routes (just in case he was crazy), and a little extra cash if I need to cash a cab on my way to the bathroom. I kid, I kid but I am also being serious.

However, Valentine’s day can also be celebrated by engaging in our friendships, loved ones, and ourselves. You can even engage with your followers. This is the perfect time to get that engagement rate up. Shower them with shout outs and love. You can also do a blog like me to show your clients you care about them. Go ahead spread a little love like you spread that peanut butter on toast. Sign up below and get your free template. Start spreading the love on your Instagram page. Oh and don’t forget to spread a little love in the comments. Share this post with some friends who might need some humor or something interesting to read on this lovely-dovey day. 

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