I know I'm being lame, but:
I turn 40 in 3 weeks. We'll be gone the weekend before and getting back from vacation the day of my birthday. I told DH I wanted to go downtown and have a nice dinner at a specific restaurant. He hasn't booked a sitter or made reservation.
My parents leave for my brother's house in NC the day before my birthday for 2 weeks. The day we get back
My sister leaves for Atlanta to be with her SIL the same day as my parents.
Nobody will be here and my husband hasn't done squat. I normally don't care, but 40 seems like SOMETHING.
Makes me think of the birthday party at a roadside rest that my mom was so proud of. That's exactly how a girl wants to spend her 10th birthday.