Oh, happy happy happy birthday, mariacim!
I don't know why, but as of this moment, I've started thinking of you as 'mariacim'. Some explanation: the -cim is a Turkish suffix that is often added to names or terms of endearment. It roughly translates as "my dear", so "mariacim" means "my dear maria". It's pronounced -jim, as in the English name Jim.
On to birthdays: I often don't think about my birthday, and then suddenly it's just a few days away and I start thinking about it. It's not a big deal, but I do still feel like it's different from other days. I've always liked milestones and rituals, so I do actually like to mark the day in some small way, even just for myself. The decade birthdays are a bigger deal I think, so I threw myself a big party for my 40th and will do again when I hit 50. And a little while back, one of my sisters decided that we should give each other a small piece of jewelry from Tiffany's on decade birthdays, so also on my 40th, we made a trip to Tiffany's so I could pick something out. I've got a little while before I decide on what I'll want for 50
For the past 4-5 years or so, my sisters and mother and I all go out for lunch for our birthdays. My sisters and I have lunch together once a month, so the only thing that's really different about the birthday lunches is that my mother is invited and there are presents!
Come to think of it, my birthday is coming up in...hrm, a week and a half.