another birthday.....

I turn fifty-three in a couple of hours. I hate this day... because it always reminds me how few friends I have. Nary a card or present will arrive at my door, and there will be no cake unless I make it for myself. My girl bought me breakfast, but I would rather have had a card or a flower or a cheap gift from the dollar store. She does not have much money right now.... but I don't care what an acknowledgement costs, I just want to know that someone actually thought ahead about this day. I have no family, I have no friends. So, unhappy birthday to me. I am on my own, no matter who is in my life....