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My birthday was yesterday and it was akin to so many of my past birthdays. In short, I live in Iowa where 12/11 is consitently cold, icy, snowy, gray and miserable. As a rule, my friends don't want to leave the house - for anything (think John Goodman in The Big Lebowski with "Shomer Shabbas!").
As per usual, I did not go out to eat, I wasn't able to find anything entertaining, those close to me made quite pitiful attempts to warm the day but were sure to sprinkle in bouts of self-pity, I ended up being the servant rather than the served (which is how I typically prefer it any other day) and overall, I was rather disappointed.
My point in creating this thread was not to cry in my milk this morning (although it sure feels nice to tell someone), but to get an idea of whether or not you Loungers have the same problem. I'm not interested in the, "You should be grateful for..." lecture, I've already heard that one.
Do you find yourself disappointed consistently on your birthdays or does someone regularly find a way to sweep you off your feet each year?
As per usual, I did not go out to eat, I wasn't able to find anything entertaining, those close to me made quite pitiful attempts to warm the day but were sure to sprinkle in bouts of self-pity, I ended up being the servant rather than the served (which is how I typically prefer it any other day) and overall, I was rather disappointed.
My point in creating this thread was not to cry in my milk this morning (although it sure feels nice to tell someone), but to get an idea of whether or not you Loungers have the same problem. I'm not interested in the, "You should be grateful for..." lecture, I've already heard that one.
Do you find yourself disappointed consistently on your birthdays or does someone regularly find a way to sweep you off your feet each year?
I've always felt that people with December birthdays or any birthday near a holiday (mine is often on Easter), get the shaft. December in particular! It's often cold, miserable and then you have holidays to top it off. It should be fun and even magical, but it never seems to be. My sister, and now my daughter's birthdays are on the 28 of December. My poor sister, every time we tried to throw her a party, no one showed up. Except the neighbor kid. It was terrible. I don't remember her ever having the kind of birthday other people get to have. I've managed to make it a little better for my daughter by having her parties early in the month, never after the 15th. They seem to go well. And it helps that now we live in Socal, where the weather is much more cooperative, and helps for people to come out. If we still lived in Montana, it would suck. And that's the fact. I don't know about others, but I'm weird about my birthday. I consider it MY day. Growing up, I got lumped in with Easter and the damn bunny, and then also with my Mom, whose birthday is 2 days after mine. :rage: Now I seem to make up for it by having a birthday week! ha ha! I have had few great, memorable birthdays. Often times, my friends would end up getting into huge brawls, or other bad things would happen. 
