As an adult, I’ve always tried to minimize my birthday. Not celebrate it, not make an event of it, and most importantly not get stuff I don’t really want but have to be polite about and then figure out what to do with. I don’t really have a choice, though, because my in-laws like to celebrate, and for the last 5 years or so, April has involved a party for 3 birthdays. This year has been mostly awful so far, so it’s a nice distraction for once. Continue reading