Well I actually DO NOT HAVE BIRTHDAYS because for the vast majority of my life (ever since age 13, when I invited about 20 people to my party and literally NO ONE came and my mom went up and down the block recruiting the neighbor's kids so I would at least have someone at my party) every time I got anything above "OK another birthday" about it, a Disaster would happen. I have spent birthdays in hospitals, birthdays just discharged from hospitals, birthdays in hospitals with friends, birthdays trying to figure out how we were going to pay for cars that died, or household stuff that died, or where we were going to get another job....yeah. The very BEST birthdays I have had were those in which I got presents and cake, but none of the presents were anything I actually wanted or needed.
It culminated a few years ago when the guy (housemate/good friend) who was planning a big old party for me went into the doctor with an...unfortunate condition. Three days later, ON MY BIRTHDAY he was operated on for testicular cancer. Did you know that a guy is more likely to WIN THE LOTTERY than get testicular cancer?
So at that point I put my foot down and said NO MORE BIRTHDAYS.
Larry ignored me two years ago and got a used high end washer dryer pair...but didn't bother to find out if they actually worked before he paid for them. Guess what? Seems they had been IN A FIRE. The guy that sold them just cleaned off the outside, the electronics inside were toast. And of course... Craig's List. No guarantee.
We almost ended up with another disaster this year. He bought me ANOTHER high end washer and dryer pair (this time new, and got an amazing deal) but he also had this plan of having the laundry room redone and repainted to match these candy-apple-red appliances and...ok there they were, in the half finished laundry room NOT HOOKED UP. And me with laundry up to the ceiling to do.
I took matters into my own hands and had someone come out and hook them up yesterday.
But. FINALLY! They work amazingly, they do everything but put the clean clothes away and I love them. The laundry room will probably stay half finished forever. Small disaster. Fine with me.
Now as long as these beauties don't CATCH FIRE or EXPLODE I am very very happy.