And I could write a little bit about how this holiday, more than any, makes me feel like singledom is never going to end. Or how memories can come flooding back when you're repeating events.
But you know what? That, and so much more, may be true. But so is good friends who drink martinis and listen to cover bands. So are picnics filled with librarians and eating food that is really so American there isn't any other way to celebrate.
And I'm just going to focus on all of that and have fun. My best kept secret spot will still be there next year. And really, a lot can happen in one year.