When I was younger Birthday week was a huge deal.  Instead of one day, I would get a week.  Not pressies everyday but fun things.  Everyone had to be nice to me and we got to watch and do the things I wanted for Birthday week.

As I get older it just doesn’t seem to be such a big deal.  People who love me are nice to me everyday anyway and if I speak up I can do what I want most days.

That said I cannot really complain at all about this Birthday week.

Going to Paris today (one of my favs) and to the beach this weekend with a few of my favorite people to see even more of my favorite people.  All in all not a bad week planned ahead.