I’m pretty sure 2014 was my first year celebrating Valentine’s Day for real—other than once in college, when my then-boyfriend pulled a relationship Hail Mary when things weren’t going well. I don’t count that one. Despite the fact that I’d been unattached (or just not celebrating) in previous years, I’ve always loved decorating for Valentine’s Day and making handmade cards for my friends. This year, I put construction-paper conversation hearts on the walls and made valentines for my roommates and boyfriend. I also ate my weight in chocolate, but that’s another story.