I love celebrating my birthday. Unfortunately, no one remembers me on my birthday, beyond a greeting. No presents, no cake, no parties. I guess because in my family, once you hit a certain age, you’re on your own. If we do have a party it’s low-key. There might be a cake, maybe not. If there is, it’s probably because I bought it. Pretty lamesauce. I learned very early on that I cannot depend on anyone to give me the birthday celebration I deserve, so what do I do?
I go to Disneyland.
In 2009, Disneyland threw a “Get in Free on Your Birthday” promotion. Everyone in the world could get into the main park on their birthdate, as long as they signed up online and could prove it at the gate. I was 25 going on 26. I couldn’t imagine a better place to celebrate. I got in free on that day and ended up staying a few extra days, just so I could do everything I wanted. It was awesome and magical and everything I had hoped it would be. I went with my best friend Darlene, which I will never do again. But that’s for another entry for another day.
From that day forward, I made a new tradition for myself: visit Disneyland on my birthday. Or at least, within a few days if I can’t quite get the vacation days right. 2012 will be my third year straight. In 2010, I went with my best friend Kat, her husband Sean and her sister Bunny. Last year I went solo but I still had a great time and I ended up getting 2 belated birthday cakes haha. Not sure who I am going with this year, but anyone and everyone are welcome to go.
It’s important for me to have a tradition like that. I didn’t get to go to Disneyland when I was a kid. My mom claims we went when I was a baby but then we didn’t go again until 8th grade, and even then we went when it was super busy and crowded so we didn’t do a lot. It was a huge financial hardship to do anything growing up because there were 5 kids. I have never faulted my parents for the childhood they gave me, but I do have to say I am making up for lost time. Why deprive myself now that I have the time and means? That’s why I’m especially glad I don’t have kids or a mortgage. I can go off and do things on my own time at my own pace. I have plenty of nieces & nephews and they know they can come to me ’cause I’m the fun aunt haha.
I’ve been to Disneyland so many times now, my cousins call me a professional. I can kill the parks in a certain way within hours. Everything after that is cake. “Pfft, a line for Big Thunder? No biggie. I can wait. I did everything else I wanted to do in Frontierland!”
I am also an Annual Passholder so I try and go as many times as humanly possible. I’m planning on going again in April to celebrate aforementioned cousin’s birthday. Then obviously again for my birthday in September, which falls around Halloween Time every year. And then I HAVE to go around Christmas, to see all the holiday decorations. So yeah, I typically go 3 times a year.
I am so far behind in NaBloPoMo! I’m still going to do as much as I can until the end but I definitely failed for this round. This is very disheartening to admit. I don’t know how other people have done it without having gone completely mad. It quite honestly stresses me out. I feel pushed to post to prevent missing the deadline, and instead of writing blitherings, I don’t write at all. Writer’s block sets in. I can’t force myself to type out anything at all.
I love Imagination Prompt Generator. I can’t get enough. I have advocated it for years, even when I was blogging in the old days. Which weren’t that long ago but it feels like it to me, haha.