Most of the time I am not a \u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201cme me me\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac? kind of person however there is one day a year when I expect all around me to focus 100% on me\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c2\u00a6 that day, 19th July<\/b> to be exact, is my birthday<\/b>.<\/p>\n

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From an early age I have always enjoyed my birthday and the run up to it, which usually starts on July 20th the year before. I remember one particular year when I subjected my dad to endless chanting of, <\/p>\n

\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201cmy birthday is the day, the day after, the day after (repeat by number of days until my birthday). <\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I am sure most people thought that as I grew older I would outgrow this pre-birthday excitement but I think if anything I have, with increased spending power and freedom, just got worse.<\/p>\n

It is a good thing that I do not have any aspiration to become president because I would not just declare July 19 a public holiday, I would ensure that the entire month of July was dedicated to celebrating the fact that I had graced the earth with my presence. <\/p>\n

So \u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201cbirthday mad\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac? am I that I have even considered asking Google<\/a> to do a special Google holiday logo<\/a> on my birthday. In fact had I the skill or ability I would by now have designed my own Google logo fitting of this event and sent it to them asking <\/del>demanding they display it on their site.<\/p>\n

Back in the day when I was a little child I attended schools both in Kenya and in England and there was at least one person who I shared a birthday with. While I was slightly annoyed to have to share my special day nothing can match the feelings I have for my family who have gone to great lengths to steal my thunder.<\/p>\n

I am always happy to welcome new born additions to our family but they should have known better than to bring forth their young on days on or around my birthday.<\/p>\n

July 12<\/b> is now spent celebrating the birthday of Baby Tesh<\/b>, who is hardly a baby anymore. This is exactly a week before my birthday and in previous years this translated to a solid seven<\/b> pre-birthday shopping days. Instead of the usual \u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201cwhat would you like for your birthday?\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac? I find my family asking me silly things such as \u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201co you think we should get babyTesh the spider man outfit?” Er….hello…what about me? <\/p>\n

To add insult to injury July 18<\/b> yes, the very day before mine, is Big Tesh\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00e2\u201e\u00a2s birthday. I am sure there is legislation somewhere that prohibits the birth of children within 24 hours either before or after the birthday of a fellow family member unless they are giving birth to twins. (I won’t even go there!<\/b><\/i>)<\/p>\n

To be fair it is not just my family who have betrayed me in this manner. Nelson Madiba Mandela<\/b> whose birthday is on July 18<\/b> has also done his best to upstage me. When I was young I dreamt of a time when I would be old enough to have grown-up parties and invite the world\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00e2\u201e\u00a2s VIPs. What does Mr Mandela do? Three months before my 16th birthday he becomes President of South Africa! Granted he came into this world first, but for a man who campaigns for brotherhood, peace and harmony he should have thought of the impact such a move would have on my birthday celebrations. So hurt was I that I have decided that if<\/del> when<\/b> Madiba contacts me to ask for a joint celebration, I shall decline. <\/p>\n

Recently I became a blogger and I was excited at the prospect of owning my own little space where I could be all \u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c5\u201cme me me\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac?. I had fantastic on-line birthday plans which included my entire <\/b> blog family and friends stopping by to bask in the wonderful blog glow of me. Alas! I have now been denied this opportunity. Call it coincidence, but I prefer treachery, there is another blogger, Wg-K<\/a>, whose birthday is on exactly the same day as mine. My Blog Twin as I call her, did not just join the blogsphere she is also a member of KBW<\/a>. As I type this I am drafting a KBW constitution and we\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00e2\u201e\u00a2ll see how many of these birthday stealers get to join KBW now. I may as well cover all bases and post it to the guys who run Blogger<\/a> too.<\/p>\n

The thought of emigrating did cross my mind and my first choice would have been Belize but my former host, Ms Emily<\/a> celebrates her birthday on July 20th. I have never been keen on space travel….until now.<\/p>\n

I think I have covered everyone who was born on or around my birthday. I have done so because I want to take this chance to wish you all a truly blessed birthday<\/b>, way way way in advance. I want to ensure that between now and July 19<\/b> all my attention and hopefully the attention of my blog family and friends is focused on me and my birthday.<\/p>\n

If I have left anyone out, believe me it was intentional\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c2\u00a6but have a happy birthday all the same.<\/p>\n

You have been warned\u00c3\u00a2\u00e2\u201a\u00ac\u00c2\u00a6the countdown has begun.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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