Ok, so I just turned 30, I'm feeling pretty good about my body & my dh & are about to move out of the country. So I kind of feel like a good party from our friends is in store.
Instead we are having a Sunday brunch with the whole gang (when did we turn 70?)
For my birthday - barely recognized by anyone. Day after a friend says next weekend all the girls are available to go out for dinner. OK. Today she says no it's at her house so kids can attend. Woohoo - another evening finished at 7:30.
I don't have children because we're struggling with infertility & being around the kids all the time sometimes just rubs it in.
Sorry for the selfish rant but sometimes I just want it to be about ME! And ME wants a PARTY!