I think I’m going to start a new tradition. As surely as day follows night and daffodils will bloom and David Cameron will have a big smug face then I am going to complain about my birthday. It’s just going to happen. I can try and fight it and keep quiet but the Selfish Brat won’t let me.
Really I’m not complaining about my birthday – I’m complaining about the fact that everyone else was born at the same time.
Seriously, you ask anyone and I would put money on it that they will know at least one person who was born at the end of March/beginning of April. I don’t know what it’s about but it’s kind of a fact. As in a fact that’s not really a fact, it’s just something that I’m saying is a fact. I could do research but that’s just taking things a step too far isn’t it?
Last year I got the hump because stupid Easter fell on the day of my birthday. I was most disgruntled about it and wrote a post about it on my old blog. (This is worth another look, if only to read the last comment which came at the end of January, so only 8.5 months late, and entirely managed to miss the massive tongue in cheek nature of the post. I almost deleted it when it came through but felt it had to stay there because it only highlighted the idiocy of Mr/Mrs Anonymous)
This year Easter has left me well and truly alone although Mother’s Day has raised its ugly head, falling on the day before my birthday. I don’t mind being nice to my Mum for the day, although she may have to accept that I’ll be doing it with more than a trace of a hangover, having gone out the night before to celebrate my birthday.
It’s just so freaking expensive, that’s what’s annoying about it. After being paid on 21st March I promptly had to buy for:
- Youngest nephew – March 24th
- Dorothy – March 27th
- Middle nephew – April 1st
- Friend’s birthday and Mother’s Day – April 3rd
- Brother-in-law – April 4th (same day as me. I ask you, would it have killed her to fall in love with someone who wasn’t born on the same day as her sister? Some people are just so selfish.)
- Eldest nephew – April 5th
Surely there’s some kind of human rights violation going on here? Seven presents?! There must be some archaic law that states that you only have to pay for a certain number of presents within a certain period of time?
By the time my birthday comes around I will of course be ridiculously over-excited (what age does that stop by the way?) but also sad because I know that not only will I have the post-birthday come-down, but I won’t be able to buy anything to cheer myself up until April 21st and the next payday.
I was talking about having all these birthdays at this time of year and someone suggested that I don’t buy for some of the people – I explained that as all but two of the presents were for family this wasn’t the best idea. But then I thought, maybe next year I could put all those names in a hat and then draw a couple out and those are the only people I buy for that year. I could be on to something here...