This question inspired me to celebrate. I usually don’t, but the dreariness of this cold and rainy time, plus many of my friends testing positive for Covid, made me feel like joining in.
We got food from a local Chinese restaurant (I now love peanut sauce!) and made fried bananas for dessert. I set the table with lots of red plates, made some tea, and played music that the internet suggested for Lunar New Year. Then we watched a silly movie set in Singapore. A stuffed crocodile that we have played the role of Nian, the beast that eats people. I put on a red sweater to scare him away, but my husband doesn’t own anything red – so he was nibbled at mercilessly all night long.
It felt good to be connected to those celebrating in Asia in that way. I remember the positive energy from living in Korea, though I never got to experience a local celebration.
Yesterday, we celebrated Groundhog Day (and the first day of Celtic Spring). This we did by eating what a groundhog would eat: squash, lettuce, carrots, [pop]corn, apples, raspberries, cherries, cashews, pistachios, [boiled] eggs, alfalfa, beans [well, bean-shaped candy], and sunflower seeds. We watched the appropriate movie. And for a special holiday prank, I have made copies of yesterday’s calender leaf and glued them behind, so that it will be February 2nd several times. Yes…I may have too much time on my hands.
Today is National Optimists’ Day, and we are celebrating that, as well. I wonder how long we can keep up the festivities.