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Sunday, June 24, 2007

The Day I Hate The Most...



My birthday...
In one week I will be 37. In one week, the day I hate the most out of all the days in the world will be here. I hate my birthday. I wish we could just go from June 30 right into July 2 and then I wouldn't expect my birthday to be fun. My birthday happens to be a really busy time of the the year, when people are traveling, planning 4th of July festivities, planning family reunions, and every year my birthday was forgotten, or generally just pooh. One year, my own mother forgot about it. When I was growing up I never had a fun party with a cake and pin the tail on the donkey. I never had a pinata like other parties I went to. I never had a pool party... and I certainly didn't have one of those crazy sweet 16 parties like the rich girls all get these days. All I wanted was a party with my friends, but we were always out of town at the family reunion. What a treat it was to spend every one of my childhood birthdays with 35 old people in the mountains. I guess I always hoped as I got older that my friends would have a surprise party, or the man in my life would do something really special... and every year I kind of hold out hope.. and every year... NOTHING. This year will be no exception. I am single again this year during my birthday so of course it won't be spent with anyone "special". This doesn't make me feel better. It makes me feel worse. The getting older never bothered me until this year. I just feel like that's it. I am "Over The Hill" and I should start finding cats to live with me, and give up my "Happily Ever After" dream.

I honestly don't think there is anything more depressing than spending your birthday with a cake you bought, watching the "Dog The Bounty Hunter" Marathon, but that is exactly what I intend to do.

9 Comments:

At 10:10 AM , Blogger aka_Monty said...

I would totally give you a surprise party if I was there.
And, of course, help you eat up the whole cake.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

 
At 12:20 PM , Blogger Jennifer said...

Hmm I seem to remember Debi birthday parties EVERY year since I have known her...I'm just sayin...

 
At 3:58 PM , Blogger aka_Monty said...

Ooh yeah, but Jen, a surprise party is ever so much better. :)

We should talk about that for next year.

Probably I shouldn't have said that right here.

:) hehehe
xoxoxoxox

 
At 4:58 PM , Blogger Mark said...

hmmmm.....I'm thinking we should throw her a telephone party....we could call her every 5 minutes starting at 9 am eastern....i know she'll probably be sleeping, but what the Hell....It's her Birthday and she shouldn't miss anymore of it than she has too.......I'll make the first call....Monty you do the second...i'll take the 3rd....Monty you do the fourth....of course we can probably get some other people to join in. The Cali crew can join in as soon as they get their own butts outa bed.....lol........Noise-makers blown into the phone- optional.....*grin*

 
At 5:11 PM , Blogger Mark said...

....and oh yeah...it may be THE DAY YOU HATE THE MOST....but for a number of us it's a great day- 'cause....well...that's the day you were born........
xOOx

 
At 7:17 AM , Blogger Not a Granny said...

As a new person to your site, I am wishing you a very, very, very, very Happy Birthday...as instructed by Monty, with the requisite number of very's you notice. And what's wrong with Dog the Bounty Hunter, love that show!

 
At 10:17 AM , Blogger gautami tripathy said...

Hey, it's not so bad!

Wish you a very very very very happy Birthday!

 
At 10:26 AM , Blogger aka_Monty said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
xoxoxoxoxoxox

 
At 12:01 PM , Blogger Kat said...

Aaaww...37 is still young, don't stress about it. Wishing you a very very very very Happy Birthday!

 

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