It's my birth day.

So, I'm another year older. 35 years old. It seems the older I get the boring my birthdays get. 

Just because I'm older don't mean I don't want a cake and ice cream. I'd love to have some. 

As for gifts, I don't have to have any. Of course we all line gifts but I've got to the point that gifts don't matter as much anymore. I'd rather have people show me they care about me by spending time with me. 

I'm always home alone with my children. After not seeing anyone or going out, it takes a tole on you. 

I don't know anyone here to hang with. They have kids and work. 

Just a boring life I seem to have. Blah!!