People who remember other people's birthdays amaze me (you know who you are).
I've been friends with Sarah since 1986, and I'm pretty sure her birthday is in July.
Just kidding, it's January.
The point is, It's been 23 years, and I'm only pretty sure.
I try to make a point of remembering family member's birthdays, but beyond that, I'm hopeless.
So, dear friends, I'm going to forget your birthdays. It's not personal. I care about you. A lot.
What if I were to just wish all of you a blanket Happy Birthday from time to time? Perhaps quarterly?
So, Happy Birthday to YOU! (All of you.)