I took my name/date off the Facebook birthday calendar this year. You see, I feel an obligation to respond personally to each post on my wall. Especially on my birthday. And...I dont want any two people to receive the same thank you message. Its like this, if they took the time to wish me a HBD, then I need to be nice enough to respond in a personal way. Just as I would if we were face to face.
The whole problem with that practice is....I have received about 150 or more HBD wishes each year on my birthday. That's quite a few people to respond to with an original response. And after three years of birthdays on Facebook, I just began to feel all crazy-like. Plus, I would end up spending way too much time on my birthday writing back messages.
I also quit wishing friends Happy Birthday. I know, RUDE! except that I've amassed a gajillion people on my acct (I still cant catch up to Leighann Peters' #'s) and I get overwhelmed wishing a bunch of different people a Happy Birthday. Every. Single. Day. After a week of being on my A-game of Facebook happy birthday wishing, it starts to feel like I dont mean it. Here and there I will throw some good wishes at someone, and sometimes its someone I know super well, other times, not so much.
Here's another reason I took my name off the Facebook birthday list. I am 37. Not 5. I dont live in Disneyland and I dont need wear a virtual birthday button to make people treat me special all day. It makes me feel awkward. Im just fine having a birthday with the people that knew my birthday long before Facebook was around.
I applaud those of you that bucked the system and wished me a Happy Birthday anyway. You are resourceful and wise. Please dont be mad if I miss yours.
Now that my rude birthday rant is out of the way, I present to you my birthday...
It was a mighty fine one. I had wanted to go and hit Suncrest for a 10 miler, but there were 3 soccer games that needed attending. Welcome to being an adult, huh? I treated myself to an English Muffin with butter for breakfast. I then starfed (starFed is more hungrier than starVed btw) myself until after the last soccer game. I wanted the kids to experience the goodness that is Red Iguana. I ate copious amounts of chips n salsa, a chile relleno, taco, enchilada, and just two bites of a tostada because I am not a pig, you know. The birthday cake was forgotten about so I flew across the valley to pick it up before closing. Made it just in time. Nothing Bundt Cakes, red velvet.
My parents and Rory came by the house with another birthday cake and gifties. My folks gave me my favorite Philosophy products and a blank check. Rory gave me the wallet I've had my eye on from gigihillbags.com If you havent seen their stuff in person, find a way to do so. They are way cute and make me feel like its going to be ok and I can totally live without buying that Louis Vuitton bag in the 'damier azule' that I have been wanting. Leave me alone I am only human. Mike and the kids gave me.....
Nina selected the bike. And thank goodness she did. I've had my eye on these for the last two years (Heath Birkendahl hooked me with pics of his cruisers). Ive tried to think of which one I would buy for myself but I could never decide. Sometimes its just better when somebody else makes the choice for you. Now I just need a basket and a drink holder. Yes, a drink holder.
The first of MANY 7-11 runs.
Project Facebook Birthday Deletion was successful. Im able to handle the wishes without going nutso trying to think of something different to say to each person. I actually mean each and every thing that I write. It did screw up some of my girlfriends but OH WELL HA HA, I rely on FB to remember your birthdays, too!
I put that blank check part in to make my sisters mad.