Doesn't really matter to us, the big day in our household is always Te Ra o Waitangi Day, which is very eagerly awaited year after year after year. We take it extremely seriously and normally end up sacrificing a sheep on a specially built wooden alter before burning the lot on a massive thirty-foot pyre I always rig up in the back garden. The people next door don't seem to mind too much, except for that year when their kitchen caught fire for a bit, but it was only quite a small blaze and luckily we all saw the funny side after a while.
It would be even more exciting to sacrifice a virgin on the big day one year, but the trouble is you can never find one round here for love nor money. Still, mustn't grumble, I suppose.........