My birthday is one week from today. As of right now, my biggest question is whether I'll have to go visit my parents for my birthday, or if they're coming here. Last year, I had to go there, and I even got the honor of baking my cake -- so they could have it.
For those of you with birthdays close to Christmas, here's something that may make you feel a little better. When I was growing up, my grandparents always remembered my birthday, but they never gave me my gift until Christmas. By the way, their neighbors had a daughter my age whose name differed from mine by one letter. So, I would go to their house for the family gathering, and find a ton of gifts with the neighbor's name on them, along with one with my name. Grandma couldn't keep our names straight. One year, she handed me an extra gift, told me it was my birthday present... I got all excited. Opened the box to find a sweater. So, I got a sweater at Christmas for my birthday, which was AUGUST 3.
At least they didn't forget...
ETA: KillarneyRose ~ your bday is my anniversary.
