Yes, I did turn the word ‘birthday’ into a verb, but it’s my birthday tomorrow so I can! No, but really, I can. That was always the mentality in my house growing up. Birthdays were treated as a major event, milked for all their worth. You were able to justify anything for at least a week, sometimes a month, surrounding your birthday. Not only did it work in favor of the said birthday person, but who said others couldn’t get in on the birthday fun.
Mom: What would you like for dinner?
Me: Could I talk you into going for Mexican food?
Mom: Why not, it is your birthday week!
Me: I really like these, but do I need another pair of shoes?
Mom: Why not, after all your birthday is in ten days! Maybe I’ll buy a pair too!
So realistically, my mom and I used it to justify our love for eating out and our genetic shoe addiction, but it made life a bit more fun around that time. As a result, I’ve always liked celebrating birthdays. Not just my birthday, but whoever would let me celebrate theirs in some way. I like to do the whole shebang: presents, cake, a special dinner. It doesn’t have to be fancy. As the saying goes, it’s the thought that counts.
When I first moved to Edinburgh over two years ago, my birthday was honestly something I worried about. Not in the sense that people wouldn’t give me gifts or chant and cheer my name, but I didn’t know if I’d have friends by the time my birthday rolled around a month later. I guess what I’m saying is it’s the people that make the day nice. It’s sort of like Christmas. You want to be around friends and family and just feel thankful to be alive. Luckily I did make friends with some pretty amazing people before my birthday that year and it was a great day.
This year I decided to celebrate a bit early because I go to COPENHAGEN the day after my birthday! My friend and I leave crazy early, so I thought it was best to push the festivities up a week. My friends and I went to karaoke for the second year in a row; I’m forever grateful that I have some friends who will put up with my love for karaoke.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, I’ve had friends that didn’t even mention it was there birthday until after the fact (I’m terrible at reviewing birthdays on Facebook everyday). No subtle mention or drop in conversation. No nothing. Birthdays just weren’t their thing, and that’s okay.
Since it’s my birthday tomorrow, I did use the ‘treat yourself’ mentality from my family and got Halloween Krispy Kreme donuts on my way back from university. I just couldn’t say no to them so I said YOLO it’s almost my birthday, y’all!
Are you big on birthdays? Any traditions that you’ve got to do every year? Or are you like me and indulge a bit more when your day is nearby? Let me know in the comments!
Thanks for reading,