Hate Birthday: so it is no secret that I despise my birthday. Not exactly sure why, maybe it is because I tend to think, "seriously I am __ old I have only done...ya nothing with my life!" or because I can do for others till the cows come home but I hate to have people do just about anything for me. {yes it a controlling selfish thing I know I am working on it} maybe it's because I hate the birthday song, or store bought cakes, or cheap disposable party plates, or or or ....see I kind of hate my birthday. However, I got this little number in the mail today and it made just a few neurons, possibly an electron or two, excited for my birthday this year because it means I get 15% off an overpriced purchase at Anthro.