I lie. I don’t have a goldfish. But if I did, I would name him Tony.

It’s Valentine’s Day, and you know what that means! Time for a history lesson!!!

Wait…what?

Yes, you read me right, lovelies, a history lesson. I am one of those people who think that a well-known holiday should not pass without everyone knowing the actual history behind it. With Valentine’s Day, most people think of chocolate, hearts, and frilly red things.

No one ever thinks of murder. Duh, duh, duuuuuuuh!

A lot of people do not realize that Valentine’s Day is not only a celebration of the Christian, St. Valentine (who signed one of his last letters with “from your Valentine”, hence…well, everything), but it is also a celebration of other Valentines within the church’s history, many of whom were martyred. That’s the murder part.

And for anyone who does not know: to be martyred is to be murdered for religious reasons.

Wikipedia also says that St. Valentine’s head was preserved in a church in Winchester, England. I don’t know if that’s true (because, well, it’s Wikipedia) and I’m also too lazy to double-check that fact.

St. Valentine helped Christians get married even though it was outlawed by the Romans.

Awww.

And then he got dead, so…yeah.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not a Valentine’s Day pessimist. I’m just not a mushy person and this is a very mushy holiday. But I also think Halloween is the bomb diggedy when a lot of people don’t, so I guess I can live with the people who like this holiday 🙂

I hope you all had a nice day and didn’t get too fat off all of the candy you ate. My roommate got us all Valentine’s gifts which was super nice of her, so I did get chocolate after all!

Just don’t forget to brush your teeth or they’re all going to fall out. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Mel