So the big birthday came and went with no depression on my part. In fact, I had a run of happy days around my birthday. No work for 10 days, went to Disneyland, saw Wicked, got a short haircut, went to the newly renovated Griffith Observatory, had some Thai food, went to a couple meetings (ok that wasn't that much fun), went out with friends, did laundry and cleaned out my closet.
So that list is pretty lame, but I kept myself so busy that I didn't get my usual bout of depression around my birthday, and certainly not the nervous breakdown I thought I might have.
And my awesome friends had planned to send me to Ireland for my birthday, but since I beat them to it they gave me the cash for spending money and a guide to Ireland. Aren't my girls the best?!?