Valentine’s Day is this weekend, and we’ve got big plans for adventure. But that shouldn’t surprise you. If you’ve been following me for any length of time,Â you know I usually have something up my sleeve.
But my plans aren’tÂ what I’m here to talk about today.
Over the course of the last several weeks, at least three people have told me they don’t do Valentine’s Day. These were all people in committed relationships, not angry singles who recently went through a bad break up.
I get it. It’s a terribly commercial, totally made up holiday designed to pressure folks into buying expensive gifts and prop upÂ the greeting card industry. Single people are left out. People in early relationships are forced into awkward situations. And married people feel like they have to do certain things and buy certain things or risk looking like they don’t love their spouses.
That’s a lot of pressure.
So, I totally understand the general resistance I’ve encountered this year. But it still startled me each time it came up.
I resist this resistance!
In our house, we embrace every opportunity to celebrate. Our wedding anniversary is a day (or week sometimes) of celebration, of course, but we also make a big deal out of our half-iversary. We joined our lives kind of late in the game, so we feel like we owe ourselves twice the anniversaries to make up for it. But we also celebrate Groundhog Day by watching the Bill Murray movie of the same name. We celebrate Cinco De Mayo — or in the case of one year when nobody was home — OchoÂ De Mayo. We wear tiaras and eat fancy hors douevresÂ for Oscar night. We watch fireworks at the drive-in on the Fourth of July, and we watch the Rose Parade from a hotel while eating a room-service breakfast on New Year’s Day.
And this Valentine’s DayÂ we’ll stay at a hotel, spendÂ the weekend in museums, will likely buy each other gifts in the LEGO store, have brunch in a train depot, and visit a planetarium.
The point here is, screw what you think you should do on Valentine’s Day. Do what you want to do. With or without a partner. It’s a made up holiday anyway. Make up something to do that you love.
Every day is a cause for celebration. Don’t believe me? Here’s a small sample.Â Personally, I’m looking forward to February 20th so we can celebrate Hoodie Hoo Day.Â Tomorrow, apparently, is Get a Different Name Day. I may insist on being called Lumiria Cobblepot all day long.
Do something fun. Find an adventure to go on. Celebrate something — anything. And do it your way.