Birthday?

Typically by this time of the year, I'm counting down the days till my birthday. I still kinda am, just because that is the number of days till AP testing is over and my life gets dramatically less stressful.

The past few years I haven't really done anything for my birthday. I think last year Daddy's brothers were in town so we took them out to eat and considered that my "birthday dinner" too. The year before I think I had my best friend of the time spend the night.

This year there's no time to do anything for my birthday. It's in the thick of AP testing. Megan's getting ready for graduation. It's in the middle of swim season for both Renee and I. It's on a Wednesday, so I'll probably get a cookie cake to take to Bible Study that night. I'll probably end up going to Kole's baseball game. Nothing special. There is too much else going on, and there's no way either of my best friends could find a time when all 3 of us aren't busy to get away and do something special.

For a while I wanted my Mom's friend, Missy, to take pictures of all of my friends and I. I was going to get school friends, swimming friends, church friends, everybody together and get good pictures before everybody graduates and moves on. But the friend situation has changed so much since then, that there's no way everybody would get along. For a little while I wanted to go down to Galveston for a day, but with Cancun around the corner, Galveston just seems poopy and disgusting. I wanted to go camping, but it's getting too hot, and I'm not sure everybody else would enjoy it. Maybe Renee, Megan, and I will all go out for dinner and rent a movie or something. Sounds like a typical Saturday night, but if we throw in a cake and some snacks, can't that be considered a birthday?

Another reason I don't like birthdays. Presents. I always feel bad getting presents or asking for anything, because I have everything I need. Yeah, sometimes I would like a new t-shirt, or Nike shorts, or some sheets for camp, but I don't NEED them. I have umpteen dozen swimming t-shirts. I have enough Nike shorts and basketball shorts to survive off of. I have sheets for camp, even though they may be ugly, I have some. I don't NEED anything. Ever since I went on my 1st mission trip and I saw that family who wouldn't get a single present for their birthday, I feel guilty asking for anything. Even when I go shopping with Mom, yeah that shirt might be cute, but I have enough shirts. I don't need anything.

So I don't know where the birthday issue stands. Megan is out of town most of June, I'm out of town all of July and half of August. Renee is out of town certain random weeks. There isn't any time for birthday's anymore. I don't need a party to be happy, all I need is my friends and family, and luckily for me I have both.