2. Ash Wednesday. As far as I know, this is largely a Catholic holiday and I am not catholic. I don't wish to offend but a tradition began long before we wised up to the actual meaning of the day and we instead celebrated it by celebrating my sister Ash. She often sends out cards celebrating herself. I wish there was a Jen Day. (thinking more, this is probably super offensive. To any Catholic readers: I am sorry.)
3. Leap Day. As this happens once every four years, it absolutely is a day to be celebrated, don't you think? I consider this a "free day" and thus do whatever I want, consequences be damned. Just kidding i don't, but i should shouldn't I. Mostly I take a moment to think about, if you were born on this day, how old would you be technically.
4. St. Patrick's Day. Not many people I know do much to celebrate this day. Irishmen in NY is a completely different story and one day I shall visit a pub on the 17th of March and perhaps my favorite cathedral: St. Patrick's. One year, however, in college friends and I spent the entire day decorating the wall with a giant rainbow, pot of gold, and a creepy disproportionate leprechaun named Leonard standing guard. Andrea, if you're out there and still have him, could you send me a picture? I forgot what he looks like.
On 3/17 two years ago i was riding the train from way up the uptown and a flame-haired family of four boarded. Two parents, two kids and they all chatted amicably with each other. What strange language is this? i wondered, for t'is not uncommon to hear many different languages on a daily basis and I like to see if i can guess what it is. A minute later I finally caught something recognizable and realized they were speaking English with thick thick, super thick Irish brogues and I was delighted immensely. Best St. Patty's Day ever.
5. The Chinese New Year. Today is the Chinese New Year and it is the year of the ox. I celebrate it by wearing a red shirt and doing my laundry at the laundromat owned by a Chinese family who speaks very little English, and while I was sorting through my unmentionables, handed me a giant orange and a handful of classically gross Chinese candy. I love this. The candy may be gross but the holiday and gesture are not. I really wanted to go to Chinatown to celebrate this year but in the great battle of Jen vs. The Cold, i surrendered weeks ago.
Happy New Year everyone.