My Birthday

My birthday is next Saturday.  I'll be 34 years old.  Nothing exciting.  Just another day.  At least that's how I feel about it.  On my birthday a friend of mine is having a birthday party for her daughter's 4th birthday.  Most would think it is unfair of her to have her daughter's party on my birthday.  To be honest I don't care.  Actually I kind of like it.  That way I will be with my friends on my birthday.  That doesn't happen very often.  I'm not one for being the center of attention.  But this way I can be with my friends and not be the center of attention.  Maybe there will be a cake for me, maybe not.  I honestly don't care.  I just want to spend that day with my friends and my wife.  And that is what I'll be getting.  I don't want any big deals made about how it is my birthday and what not.  It's just another day.  I know how important it is for kids to have their parties as close to their birthday as possible.  So I don't mind at all.  If anything, maybe what happened last year can happen again for her party.  After her party, the guys went camping and the girls stayed home and went in the hot tube.  Maybe this year it will happen again, but I can stay with the girls.  Convince them to do my hair and makeup.  But I'm not holding my breathe.  Again it's just another day to me.