Did you do anything big for your milestone birthdays?
I have a friend who went to Istanbul for his 40th--I'm planning something similar but not sure what.
For my 50th birthday I gathered a bunch of my friends and staff members to celebrate cancellation of my talk show.
Yes, I always plan something fun ...its a nice tradition and will give me something to reflet fondly on in my decrepit years ...started it in London on 21st birthday ...and have since spent milestone/non-milestone birthdays in Paris (5x), Buenos Aires. Dublin, Amsterdam and Spain ...
I only had one birthday party when I was a kid. My mother wouldn't have any more because she was " too nervous."
So I grew up not celebrating my birthday. We didn't celebrate most holidays except Christmas because my mother was a waitress and she worked every holiday.
I have sort of lost track of my age. When asked how old I am I have to say, "Wait ... What year is this again?" and them subtract my birth year. So I'm often not aware that a "big" birthday is looming.
I buy Hermes for my birthday.
The brand appeals to my secret inner label-whore.
Before my 40th I had a massive crippling panic attack followed by a deep depression but I did have cake.
For my 50th and through a well connected source I hired one of the hottest marines based at Miramar for the night. Won't forget that for the next 50.
I'm going to celebrate my 21st birthday in Turks and Cacao!
For my 40th I ran my first marathon.
20th - went to baths
30th - ditto
40th - ditto
50th - ditto
60th - ditto
70th - stayed home and jerked off
It’s my 50th birthday this Weds and I have invited my close friends out to dinner to celebrate with me.
As the host I will be picking up the tab for the complete evening.
Several of my friends have chipped in to buy me a gift even though I have insisted that I didn’t want anything other than their presence during my dinner.
A close friend who is VERY wealthy and made his money in renovating apt buildings came by my place last night to give me his gift.
He gave me a card, stating that his gift is to be my handy man helping me complete a few small tasks around me house.
He has offered as gift 10 hours of his help.
I’m not sure what to think about this. Every time he comes over lately he drinks half a bottle of my booze, rants about his ex-wife and his adventures with hookers. After a while I get fed-up and must cut off the booze and tell him I have to get to sleep so he’s got to leave. When we are out he never behaves this way and is actually fun.
Any advice on how to handle this gift and situation.
Anon10 here, btw I really dont need anything done around the house, maybe hang acurtain rod or help wallpapaer the powderroom?
Turned off the phone, pulled the covers up, and wept.
My friends have insinuated they're planning something major for my 60'th (next year). I've always been notorious about no personal birthday celebrations (well for the last 30 years or so). I may just let them have their way this time. At this age you never know if you'll be around for the next one.
r10, donate his "gift card" to a charity that needs volunteer time and you both go together. win-win-win for the three of you!
I don't bother with birthdays. My job took me all over the world so I've had birthdays while in Australia, Austria, Puerto Rico, Portugal, Hawaii, Diego Garcia, etc. Being in wonderful places and meeting interesting people was enough. No need to celebrate birthdays. Maybe when I reach 75 or 90.
Usually go somewhere warm (March BD) - Nevis, Côte d'Azur, Barcelona, Ile des Saintes.
Gang Bang, double anal.
Tried to squeeze into hostess pants some bitch gave me.
r10 What kind of cheap ass gift is that?
I would just not take him up on his offer, sounds like it would be less trouble to just hire someone.
"My friends have insinuated they're planning something major for my 60'th"
Some people appreciate this kind of gesture, but I am always an old grump about it and refuse to play along. I don't mind celebrating other people's birthdays but do not like having a fuss made about mine.
I did crack and got myself fucked up the ass by about 10 marginal characters for my 50th. All in a weekend, all in a cheap motel room.
No, not HIV+. Not proud of what I did.
one time the office gave me a cake one day late. Then later they bought me one at a restaurant even though it wasn't my birthday.