I don't believe in having my own birthday party.
I love birthdays and organizing birthday parties for others, and I always wish someone would do that for me too!
Of course, there's nothing wrong with organizing your own party. I admire people who have the kind of friends circle to do be able to do that. Or the kind that don't care and invite everyone over! Me, I would feel conscious about inviting people over.
It's silly maybe, but that's how I am.
So every year, I do nothing.
Today, again, I did nothing. I went to work, some guy at work had saved the date on his calender, so he wished me and proceeded to tell everyone at work that it was my birthday.
I got a catty reply from one guy "Oh! It's your birthday today?! Well, see, usually you get flowers, so that's why I didn't realize."
Oh, and I also had this other guy telling me "Hope this is your last birthday as a spinster!"
What is with men being so bitchy?!
After work, I went home, had my dinner (I'd made pulao) and I was watching a movie when my friend called up.
She said "Open your door!"
She and her husband had come with a little cake!
She didn't have candles, so we had to make do with matches!
We lit a match, stuck it in the middle of the cake, they started singing, I cut the cake and she yells "What are you doin?! You gotta blow out the match first!"
"Oh right! I forgot!"
It'd been so long since I'd cut a birthday cake!
We ate the cake, and she ate my pulao, which she loved, and we talked and laughed for a while.
What she did ... it was the sweetest thing! :o)