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A few words for the Grinch who stole my birthday

by Merrie leininger

My name is Merrie and it’s not my fault. I didn’t spell it that way, my parents did.

Often, I get variations: Mary, Merry or Marie, which I’ve gotten used to, as anyone does anyone with a strange or different name. But, it’s been more than a year since I’ve worked at The Record-Courier, and our sister newspaper sometimes prints my stories, but to this day they rarely spell my name right. It’s a little off-beat, granted, but it can’t be that hard. Make a cheat sheet if you need to.

Of course, my mom thought it would be cute. It could have been worse; my middle name was almost Noel. (Thanks, Dad.) You’ve probably guessed by now, I’m a Christmas baby. Actually, I was a few days late and was born Dec. 30.

Which brings me to another point. My birth date is also not my fault, but I pay for it every year, nonetheless. Christmas steals my birthday from me. Few cards, fewer presents and a rare party. People consider December birthdays just one more pain-in-the-butt aspect of the season – kind of like fruitcake. And Dec. 30 is even worse, in that easily forgettable week between Christmas and New Year’s.

But my birthday is not fruitcake, people! I do not want you to say “Here’s your Christmas AND birthday gift,” or, “You’ll have to wait until January.” (Which is what my parents have told me the last couple of years.) And certainly don’t wrap up that pair of Christmas socks you got from Aunt Edna in birthday paper and expect me to jump with joy.

I’ve recently been forced to politely mention (some people call it harping) that my birthday is coming up once a week until the big date.

If you June, April or September babies get to celebrate your birthday on the actual date, I don’t see why I shouldn’t.

To some of you, this may sound like whining, but I’ve simply had enough. I’ve sat quietly by for 24 years now and I know there are many out there like me.

So, Children of December, rise up and cast off the chains Christmas has placed on you. Demand your birthday rights!

For all of you out there who know people with December birthdays – mark those birthdays on the calendar, remember to budget wisely and shop early. After all, it is the season of giving.