My Special Day

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This morning, first thing, I had to get up and collect a baggy of dog poo because my lab is going to the vet today and wanted us to bring a stool sample. I had to get up early instead of sleeping in because the plumber was coming and I had to be ready for him. Around 8:30 I started getting a horrible headache. I have to go to work today for only an hour and a half to do a kids camp project because I'm the "teacher" and they won't get someone else to do it on my days off, but they keep scheduling my days off on the same days as craft camp! After I get home from work and the plumber is finished I have to go on a mega cleaning spree in the kitchen because it has been overrun with fruit flies because of them living in the drain and wood because of the damage done by the leaky pipes that are being fixed. This is how my special day is going to go. Its "special" because its my birthday. I'm 31 today. I miss being a kid when having a birthday was something to REALLY get excited over. You had a party, even if it was small and only family. There was a cake and ice cream and balloons and presents. The day was special and all about you. Now that I'm all grown up the day is just another day full of life's little problems. The only thing I ever get "special" is the day off of work, because I always ask for the day off work, but I don't even get that today. Oh well, maybe my MIL will make me a cake. How do you feel about birthdays? Do you still have parties and get gifts, or is that just for kids? Do you ever do anything special for yourself?