Yesterday I turned 28 (!!). I love to celebrate and just about everyone close to me knows this. I love surprises and I love birthday wishes. On Friday I bought myself a tiny cheesecake because I didn't want to be disappointed in case no one really took notice that my time of the year was here. I had a piece each day and yesterday devoured the rest of it, and enjoyed EVERY bite! But I still had hope. On Sunday Jason's step-mom called and asked us to come over to celebrate and I was so thrilled- someone remembered without me talking about it nonstop!! They even got me a cake (Jason's dad got it so it was one I hate, because he doesn't know what I like, but it's the thought and he did get one of my favorite ice cream flavors to go along with it) and gave me a card and even some money. Kt also helped Amara wrap a little present for me and I loved it soo much!! Earlier in the day I made Jason take me to a breakfast buffet so I got that also, but it wasn't as special because I had to do everything to get myself there. Then we had to pay for his mom too, and she was the most miserable breakfast companion ever! All she did was make passive-aggressive comments about what I let my kids eat and what I wasn't forcing them to eat, what the kids were doing wrong and how bad her head hurt from them. I just ignored her and when she told me that ice cream was not appropriate breakfast food I blamed it on Jason who was the one who told them they could have ice cream after breakfast (though I didn't care either- we were out for food and a good time so I don't see a problem in them getting some extra treats).
Then yesterday, the 11th I got on my Facebook account and throughout the day had a ton of birthday wishes which really brightened my day. People I hardly ever talk to dropped me a line wishing me a happy birthday and I was loving it. One said she wished she had known so she could make me a cake (how sweet- I know she would have too!).
One of my friends called and so did my mom and my sister. My mom and I made plans to go out on Wednesday for coffee. I already knew she couldn't afford anything but I was kind of hoping she would have invited me out on my actual birthday. My niece called and said happy birthday but let me know that she didn't feel like coming over so she would be over today (Tuesday) along with my cousin from Philly.
Today she called and said they were going out to eat and didn't feel like coming over afterwards. Thanks! :( I only live about 10 minutes away and why didn't they invite me along? She said something about calling later in the week to drop off my birthday card and most likely she will call on Thursday when we are running around all evening for Amara's ballet class and won't be home.
Jason didn't even bother to wish me a happy birthday and took back his offer to wake up early and help me with the kids. I was sort of hoping that he would have gotten me something small or had the kids make me something. I wasn't expecting anything that cost more than a few dollars but I also wasn't expecting nothing at all and especially wasn't expecting to spend my day doing everything but relaxing. My dad didn't call me so I guess he is on his mission to Orion (he has Schizophrenia).
It's not like I keep it a secret that I love birthdays and celebrations and birthday celebrations- especially my own. So...is this what being almost 30 is like? Half of the people you know and love forget about you and you don't matter? If so, I don't wanna grow up anymore!