I'll cry if I want to

My birthday is approaching. I am going to be 30 years old. I have been asked what I want to do for my birthday this week, which leads me to believe that no one is planning a super sweet 30th birthday bash for me which would require me to purchase a new dress. Alas. I am going to have to stop wishing for it.
That has been my birthday wish ever since I was 6 years old. Not that my parents didn't try. My mom spun out some great birthday parties. Several of them taking place at bowling alleys, skating rinks, and our pool where she invited almost everyone in my class. She threw a surprise birthday for me when I was 9 that consisted of at least 10 girls jumping out at me and then telling me they were spending the night as well. Oh, and my mom totally rented Girls Just Want to Have Fun and Poltergeist 2 for us to watch. She got mom of the year that year. And as an adult I have had some pretty slamming parties. Two years running I had people traveling in for my party. And everyone was smart enough to bring a present, even though I said, "Don't bring me anything."
But I think the time for wanting a room full of people taking a moment to worship me is over. I have a kid, who is going to grow up thinking his mother is completely self-involved, and although that is true, I want him to come to that conclusion in his teens.
So my resolution for my 30s is less selfishness - even on my birthday. Mostly because no one really wants to grow up to be Edina from AbFab, regardless of how similar you might already be. Please watch the clip below.
However, in honor of not only my birthday but birthdays everywhere, I am showing clips from my favorite birthday parties. Enjoy.