A 25 Year Anniversary GOOD MORNING!!! to you all! Yup, the big SILVER ANNIVERSARY with Spousal Support Unit. Through thick and thin we been through A LOT…together. Hopefully the next 25 have just as much spice!
Technically Talking Tuesday Ed-vise today. Cause it’s TUESDAY…Technically.
You’re gonna like this.
St. Valentine.
Ever hear of him? No. You will now.
Back in the time of Claudius (former emperor of Rome), Valentine lived.
Claudius liked having a big and tough army because he had a lot of bloody campaigns going on.
Much like recruiting for today’s ‘Murican military, Rome and Claudius kept missing their recruiting goals. Claudius figured the reason was because fighting men kept getting married and their wives wouldn’t let them go off to war.
So, by executive order, he banned marriages.
Now, Valentine was a priest a the time (204 ad). So, he didn’t like that. He would marry people in secret.
Well, it didn’t take long for Ol’ Claudius to get word of that. He had Valentine arrested. Beat up, whipped, and then beheaded. Hence the red theme around Valentine’s Day.
Now legend has it that Valentine and the prison warden’s daughter became friends. Not lovers. After all, Valentine was a priest. However, legend has it Valentine left a “card” of sorts for her that was signed “From Your Valentine.”
Awww…then he was beheaded.
Apparently, there are a couple other Valentine named priests that were also martyred. Another in Italy and one in Africa.
Back then, February 14th coincided with the Feast of Lupercalia. That was a version of a Swinger’s Party where names of women were put into a bowl and the men drew out a name for whatever pleasure they sought.
Leave it to the Pope of the Day to end that little pagan frolic. Pope Gelasius (The Prude) ended it and made the day St. Valentine’s Day.
It’s always fun and games until the Pope gets involved.
I’m just saying
That’s it for today. Be the person a stranger would do CPR on. Check in on each other and remember what the chef gave to his Valentine: a hug and a…QUICHE! HAHAHAHHAHAHA…real men don’t eat quiche!
Peace