I’ll be honest: of all the holidays we celebrate each year, Valentine’s Day has always been my least favorite. Don’t get me wrong—I am a longtime believer in love and I certainly celebrate it in all shapes and forms—I’m just not a fan of being forced to participate in something because Hallmark wants my money. Personally, I prefer the “hey, I was just thinking about you” gifts, just because.
There were, however, three V-Days that stick out in my memory as being the very best ever, possibly because there wasn’t a lot of fanfare associated with each and there wasn’t a huge divide between expectation and reality. Isn’t that usually a big part of the problem? We have grandiose ideas of what we want, but the reality falls very short of that expectation?
Anyway, back to those memorable holidays. One was celebrated with a big group of girls—some I knew, most I didn’t. We were at a Cheesecake Factory somewhere in New Jersey and I honestly can’t remember why we all convened that day, but we had a ball giggling and gawking at tables of couples who clearly weren’t having as good a time as we were. One couple appeared very bored as they sat across the table from one another, both parties more interested in their phones than present company (yikes).
My second favorite holiday was also celebrated with a few coworkers in the city—it was a smaller group of single ladies, but we drank and dished and ignored men the entire time. It was marvelous.
Number three (but certainly of no less importance) was when Bryan snuck into my apartment and cooked up a storm—a hearty vegetarian soup and sides and I can’t remember what the main course was but he made sure to pick up a bottle of my favorite wine and even dessert. Maybe it was memorable because I wasn’t expecting it, or perhaps it was because of the effort he made that evening. Regardless, it will always go down in my history as one of my favorite days ever.
All these experiences taught me something—that Valentine’s Day is what we make of it. Sure, we can be sad and depressed if we are single. OR we can put on our big girl pants, grab some girls, and paint the town pink. We can feel disappointed if our significant other doesn’t bring home flowers that day. OR we can remember that sometimes that person gets up early to shovel out the car so we don’t slip and fall in the ice. It’s about perspective.
Here are some non-traditional things you can do on Valentine’s Day, regardless of your situation 🙂
- Treat yourself! It’s a day of love, and what’s better than self-love (answer: nothing). Book a spa appointment, take a bath, read a good book, splurge on reality TV. Whatever it is, give thanks to your body and take good care of it
- Phone a friend! Like I mentioned above, there is nothing like a good friend to pull you out of the weeds, ESPECIALLY when you are feeling sorry for yourself
- In a relationship? Get takeout. Honestly, we’ve stopped going out on Valentine’s Day because the whole turning tables things turns my stomach. 1) I am a slow eater and 2) I don’t find it to be a pleasant experience to rush through my meal. Maybe that’s just me, but I’d much rather eat out any other day, when I won’t have to pay as much to enjoy present company #cheapdate
What are you doing this year to celebrate the holiday? Happy Galentine’s Day (and Valentine’s Day to anyone celebrating tomorrow!). XO