My Birthday

I really don't know what is it about my birthday, but every year the celebration ( or lack of) gets worst and worst. It is not only the fact that I am getting older (which it doesn't badder me as much as it does other women), but instead, it is the fact that some type of unpleasant event happens during that day.



Although it is a little late, last month was my birthday. It was Saturday night and I was home watching CIS Miami and drinking red wine all by myself. However, my day did not start that way. That morning, after drinking my coffee and watching a movie, the sun was shining like it hasn't in several days. I had a very good attitude, since the night before I went out for dinner with a few of my friends, so I was hopping the good vibe from the night before would extent through my birthday. Well, I should had known better.



Around noon, I received an sporadic call from a friend. When I told her about my birthday she decided to invite me out for dinner, so I accepted. Anyway, too good to be true. As time went by and time for dinner came closer I started to get ready and at 5:00 pm, I was exactly at the place where we were supposed to meet. She showed up a few minutes later. We visited for a short while and then I received a phone call from my dad who was calling from Mexico to wish me a happy birthday, I excused myself for just a few minutes and informed her that it was an international phone call, so I had to answer. She seemed to understand it, or at least I thought.



After my phone conversation with my dad, we decided it was time to go for dinner. We were supposed to meet at my place and take only one car. She said "I will meet you there shortly." But "shortly" never came. I waited and waited and waited and she never showed up. Later that night I received a message from her telling me that she had stop to get gas and then she drove home living me waiting for her.



So you see, I considered myself to be a positive person, with good attitude and respectful, but I just can't comprehend why is it that my birthday sucks so much every year. I sure hope is different next year. In the meantime, I will keep seeping my wine and watching my shows.