March 20th, National Steak and BJ Day

I heard something pretty funny.

There's a National holiday that guys want for themselves - National Steak and BJ Day. Guys apparently want this day as their own little "Valentine's Day." I might be mistaken, but isn't Valentine's Day a holiday that both men and women share?

I know, I know - that's a crazy notion. Yes, typically, girls like to be wined and dined and given a little bit of romance. And it's no secret that most guys would like to do the least amount of this they possibly can. But really? You think you're so mistreated that you want your own holiday so you can eat steak and your lady has to... you know, wet your whistle?

Here's what I think:
A) Forget your special holiday. It's sexist and a ridiculous thought.

B) Here's some advice - if you (not ALL of you need to know this, but MOST of you do) want some beef and a little organ playing any night of the week. Do the following. Pick up a couple steaks (or a steak for yourself and something you know your lady will like) on the way home from work. Get home before your lady does. Grill the steak. Place steaks on plates and set table. Pour two glasses of wine. Place flower in vase on table (note: does not have to be a dozen roses or a $100 bouquet). You can add to this by playing music, lighting candles, grabbing a pint of her favorite Ben and Jerry's flavor, etc. But really, just dinner and conversation, simple and sweet.
This shows that you care, you want to treat her, and you are probably looking for some action - but guess what? If you do this without us prodding you to do so - you are set!
C) Here's a broader question - should Valentine's Day really be a holiday in the first place? At this point, it has become so commercialized and no one really can tell you why it's a holiday to begin with. The fact is that two priests named Valentine became martyers and the Catholic church decided to give them a day to honor them. They had nothing to do with romantics at all. Geoffrey Chaucer mentioned in a poem called "Parlement of Foules" and spoke of St. Valentine's Day and it was the day where men choose their mates. The poem was to honor the engagement of a king (who was only 13 at the time).
So what I'm trying to say is that this random holiday that no one really knows what it means or why it was started is given so much pressure and stature every year. It drives single people crazy and makes us feel alone and unloved. It makes women hound their men into going over the top and if they don't, self-consciously makes them think they are unloved. Which in turn makes men crazy because they are pressured by women to do something grand.

In the end, whether on Valentine's Day or Steak and BJ Day - it doesn't matter. Every day is a special day and we don't need a holiday to tell the ones we care about that we love them.