This may possibly be one of the worst Valentine’s Days I have ever lived through. It’s does have a good point though, I scored the job at the newspaper. That can always brighten some one’s day. : )
I am one of those bitter people who hate this Hallmark holiday that we have to live through every year. I decided to go with a friend to the movies and we thought we would have a nice relaxing day and no one would be in the theater. WRONG! The theater was full and there were small children running around. First of all, who brings a two year old to see a “grown up” movie? I guess this crazy lady did. She had like three total. My friend finally lost her patience half way through the movie when a child was hanging from her foot and went and got an usher. The usher said something to her and she moved her kids to the bottom row. All was quiet for about fifteen minutes and one of the kids was screaming. I had totally lost all patience at this point and I yelled out seriously. The guy sitting a couple rows down yelled for me to get a grip. How can I get a grip when I paid seven bucks for a matinee? I can’t understand why any one in their right mind would bring a baby to a theater. So if you are one of those moms reading my bulletin, I don’t apologize. Please keep your children at home unless the theater is playing Finding Nemo.
On a nicer note, I got a flat tire on the way home from the movies. I pulled into the closest tire place and they said they patch tires at no charge. Score! I love to hear the word free. My day started to look up from there until the guy said I really need a new set of tires because mine are wore out. I told him no and to just fix what was wrong. Due to the well taken care of streets in my hood, I managed to knock two tires off the rim, had a nail in another one, and a piece of glass in the fourth one. Good thing patches were free. Now you know I am not able to go any where with out some form of drama following me. The guys that worked there looked all panicked before they pulled my car in. I was wondering if they had messed up some one’s car. About ten minutes later one of them asked me if I had given the guy the keys. I had already been waiting an hour because they were so busy and I swore I gave the man my keys. I told him yes. Ten minutes later I put my hand in my pocket to get out my phone, and low and behold, there were my keys. I sheepishly handed them over to the guy turning ten shades of red. So they pull my car in and I think it is going to be smooth sailing from here on out. WRONG! They couldn’t get the lug nuts off the tires. I forgot to explain to them I live in the ghetto and had to get locking lug nuts because some one kept stealing the tire from the back of my Jeep. I gave them the lock from my glove compartment and then they were getting down to business. Who would have thought it was going to be such an ordeal!? I am so grateful I dye my blond hair brown at this point. I bet all those guys that work there are praying they never see my face again.
I also don’t understand why people have to call me and ask me if I got any presents today. I am single for one and I also hate men. So who in God’s green earth would buy me a present. And to my friends who are reading this: If you called to ask if I got a present, you knew the answer and should have bought me one your damn selves!!!
I am going for more dental work on Monday too and I can’t wait. And no my mouth disease still hasn’t cleared up for all you who were wondering. I still have to take that nasty medicine three times a day. Yummy! My tooth I had fixed is still killing me and I have like ten more teeth to go, so this should be a fun month.
Lets go ahead and recap as I like to do. I have a job, I have mouth disease still, I hate people who take children to the movies, I got no gifts for Valentine’s Day, and I am turning into a bitter old maid. Or maybe it will be the crazy cat lady? Only time will tell on this one. Peace out!
We made it a hallmark holiday…
The History of Saint Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day started in the time of the Roman Empire. In ancient Rome, February 14th was a holiday to honor Juno. Juno was the Queen of the Roman Gods and Goddesses. The Romans also knew her as the Goddess of women and marriage. The following day, February 15th, began the Feast of Lupercalia.
The lives of young boys and girls were strictly separate. However, one of the customs of the young people was name drawing. On the eve of the festival of Lupercalia the names of Roman girls were written on slips of paper and placed into jars. Each young man would draw a girl’s name from the jar and would then be partners for the duration of the festival with the girl whom he chose. Sometimes the pairing of the children lasted an entire year, and often, they would fall in love and would later marry.
Under the rule of Emperor Claudius II Rome was involved in many bloody and unpopular campaigns. Claudius the Cruel was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. He believed that the reason was that roman men did not want to leave their loves or families. As a result, Claudius cancelled all marriages and engagements in Rome. The good Saint Valentine was a priest at Rome in the days of Claudius II. He and Saint Marius aided the Christian martyrs and secretly married couples, and for this kind deed Saint Valentine was apprehended and dragged before the Prefect of Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off. He suffered martyrdom on the 14th day of February, about the year 270. At that time it was the custom in Rome, a very ancient custom, indeed, to celebrate in the month of February the Lupercalia, feasts in honor of a heathen god. On these occasions, amidst a variety of pagan ceremonies, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed.
The pastors of the early Christian Church in Rome endeavored to do away with the pagan element in these feasts by substituting the names of saints for those of maidens. And as the Lupercalia began about the middle of February, the pastors appear to have chosen Saint Valentine’s Day for the celebration of this new feast. So it seems that the custom of young men choosing maidens for valentines, or saints as patrons for the coming year arose in this way.