my family never goes to church, and yet it's assumed we all believe in the big Sky Daddy. Holidays were so secular I did know for years that they had some religious 'reason' for their existence. The only vaguely religious thing we did was not eat meat on Good Friday, which happens to be today.
So in honor of the one religious thing my mother insists we do...I'm making myself steak fajitas for dinner. :)
P.S. - I'm in VA, they're in MD. So it's cool. So sneaky of me, I know... ;)