It’s next Thursday, the Day of Lurve, and it will be here in no time (especially if you are like me and spend most of your day in a headscarf and pjs. Cut me some slack, I have a three month old darl.) I have a few minutes peace and quiet, so I am going to some photos and ideas from my Pinterest board with you. My name is Jemima and I am a Pinterest addict. There are a few of us on Twitter, we hang around the common room at lunchtime. Come, join us.
According to the Church, Saint Valentine was a Roman priest who was martyred for marring Roman soldiers, who were forbidden to marry. However, apparently this date has been officially dropped from the Church calendar of martyr days.
However, like many religious festivals, it also has roots elsewhere. The Romans used to have boys select pieces of paper with girls names on them, in a sort of sexual tombola. The boy and girl would then be sexual partners for the remainder of the year. This took place on 14th February, the feast day of Juno Februata, the Roman goddess of women, marriage and the fever of love. Now it makes sense why the onus is on the boy to woo the girl…
February 15th is Lupercalia, or the Roman festival of fertility. Roman man would sacrifice a goat, don its skin, then run around Rome whipping ladies’ bottoms in order to encourage fertility. Kinda glad that one is buried in history.
Cupid means desire; in legend, he was the son of Venus, Roman goddess of love. I haven’t found a definitive answer as to why he shoots arrows, but I wonder whether it has something to do with the shape of our top lip, also called a cupid’s bow, and an obvious erogenous zone.
Fancy making your own card? Cards? I say ‘yes please, for they cost a fortune and the recipient might throw them in the bin after!’ (Note to my husband – never throw any love token I give you in the bin.)
If this is beyond your technical skill, and I confess, I’m not sure I could be bothered with the faff, type them onto a text document then cute a heart shape out of them and glue it to your card. Simples.
Let’s face it, baking something it always going to be well received.
Cookies are an easy choice if you are baking-challenged. Decorations can be picked up at the supermarket or a cake decorating store (I say support your local store, if you have one). You can bake your favourite (or, rather, your lover/the one you want to woos’ favourite) then decorate it accordingly.
This idea is mega cute, although finding 365 reasons why you love someone might be a bit of a stretch. I once wrote why I loved Mr Jemima on post it notes and hid them around his room, as we didn’t live together then. You still have them, dearest, right….? He thought it was cute. And he was finding them for days. It’s a thrifty way to make the romance last, to make your love smile.
Leave romantic messages for each other on a blackboard – you can wipe away all of that unimportant ‘don’t forget to take the trash out!’ stuff for a few days every once in a while, right? Write ‘I Love You’ to surprise your lover when they get up.
If you get a wiggle on, you might be able to find a heart-shaped board. We had one at our wedding, with ‘welcome to our wedding’ and an arrow showing guests where to enter. In the evening as a surprise our best man and his wife rubbed it out and wrote ‘Sweet Dreams, Mr and Mrs Forest’ on it…
This adorns the handle on my wardrobe door now, the writing a little smudged, but it always makes me smile.
Have a go at making your own heart-shaped chocolates – buy a heart-shaped silicon mould so they pop out easily. Melt the chocolate in a bain marie (that’s a bowl over a pot of warming water on the stove, to you scratching your head), then add a little vegetable oil. The oil will keep the chocolate glossy, if you aren’t bothered about that, don’t add it. Melted chocolate loses it’s sheen. You can add a little chocolate to the mould, then add a filling (I added honey once, for example) then add some more chocolate, and leave in the fridge to set.
Carving initials into wood has a childish endearing appeal about it. Go for a romantic walk and pick up a piece of waste wood. Don’t go all Elf style and chop a tree down, though…
Of course, you don’t *have* to do any of this. You don’t have to literally buy your way into someone’s heart. And you really shouldn’t bother if it’s the only day of the year you do anything remotely romantic, just because you have to.
There’s one thing that I certainly don’t appreciate: air freighted flowers at over inflated prices. There is really only one good place for flowers, as my lovely granddad used to say….in the garden, where they grow.
Whatever you do, take note of the first blackboard: do it in love.