Sometimes I wonder why I take my birthday so seriously. For some reason it's a big deal to me if a close friends forgets to extend greetings. Why? It's just another day in a year with the small change to your age digits. So what's the big deal? I guess I want to feel that other people recognize who I am and that I do exist - the only day I can be truly selfish?!?

Although at the same time I make my birthday known by complaining about all the years I've had to move on that day. So for this year I am very grateful for that. Is it wrong to just want a fantastic birthday? That involves delicious cake, friends sending greetings and maybe presents? I guess I'm also not used to working on my bday....back when I was small everyone on my mom's side of the family came over to celebrate - it was the last event of the summer. I miss that and I miss Grandma and her dutch treats.

Anyways, there is my rant for today. Time to chill in the empty apartment...a nap sounds wonderful right about now.

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