My birthday is June 15th. When people forget, I tell them that it is the day after Flag Day and let them work it out however they can.
June 15th hosts Father’s Day every few years. I never liked when I was younger because my father was kind of a dick and I didn’t like one person who was not me being spotlighted on my birthday. Now that I am a father, it isn’t that bad but does mean a consolidation and more importantly, sharing it with any other fathers in the family.
Make a half-birthday party instead for the kid party- it’s the beginning of summer, so you can do it outside. It’s near the end of school so you can do it just before or just after school lets out- it’s a fun time of year!
My birthday is often during Passover (which moves around) which means no birthday cake, or at least, no birthday cake worth eating.
Last year though it meant that I got to go visit a bunch of extended family who were gathering for passover and celebrate my birthday with them, which was really cool.
October 30, and I pretty much concur with as_u_wish. One of my brothers is Oct 20, and that poor guy would occasionally get sucked into the Halloween-themed event because my mom wanted to get two kids’ parties over with in one shot.
I had some hellaciously good parties as a young adult.
These days I am rather bored with the whole Halloween thing, and it might be partly the overkill from my youth.
My grandfather was the same - it’s really too bad we didn’t figure out that we could do a flourless chocolate cake for him, or a classic European-stype torte with ground nuts instead of flour, until after he had to stop eating sweets anyway. (Because yeah, birthday cake made with matzo meal SUCKS.) But there are tons of recipes out there - here’s one, for example.
But what sucks even worse is having your birthday fall on Yom Kippur, which my dad’s has. No food at all! (Mine has fallen on Rosh Hashanah more than once - spendign your birthday in synagogue sucks, too.)
My nephew’s birthday is March 17th. We tend to have a big celebration every St. Patrick’s Day, and so when he was born we had to incorporate his birthday into our pre-existing traditions. Luckily for him, his mother finally stopped forcing him to have corned beef, cabbage and potatoes on his birthday.
My birthday is the Day of the Immaculate Conception, but we don’t exactly celebrate that, aside from me wandering around, loudly proclaiming that I was born on the Day of the Immaculate Conception.
Ed Siracusa, a friend of mine, makes his own Christmas cards. One year, it had a Wise Man with a wrapped box saying, “This is for Christmas AND his birthday!”
Inside it said, “Jesus Christ: Creator and Recipient of the first Christmas Two-fer.”
BTW, my aunt shares your pain.
My birthday is Bastille Day. Doesn’t affect me much, except I still regret not dropping everything and going to Paris in 1989. One year I did go to the street party the French Library in Boston throws, and that was a lot of fun.
Heh, my daughter’s birthday is Bastille Day too. Maybe I’ll take her to France someday, when she’s not 6 like she is now. 
My birthday is October 31, and I’ve always liked it. Birthday parties were always a little tricky, because if I had it on the day, no one could come, and if I had it the day after, my best friend couldn’t come because it was her brother’s birthday. I did have a costume party once when I was about 8.
We would always have PB&J for dinner and then go out trick-or-treating. Now that I’m a grownup, I generally get a take-and-bake pizza and we have fun answering the door, taking the kids out, eating candy and watching old scary movies, and possibly even cake too.
Halloween and birthday is a fun double whammy.
I was born on the glorious day that the battle of Stalingrad began, and the automobile tire chain was patented. (in different years, of course) Thanks Wikipedia.
What, that’s not a holiday?
Mine sometimes falls on Thanksgiving, and as I’ve said before, the worst thing about a Thanksgiving birthday is having your family shove a birthday candle in a pumpkin pie and call it your birthday cake. Especially when you don’t like pumpkin pie.
Though there is one advantage, sometimes. Occasionally a really cool uncle or grandmother really will make a twofer present worth it, and it’ll be a gift bigger and better than you’d ever merit for a one-holiday gift. I got a used car (my grandmother’s hand-me-down) once for my BirthdayChristmas present and once a really nice stereo system. But those are, unfortunately, outweighed by the “normal sized” gift with the dual label.
My best friend’s birthday often fell on election day-
No school on your birthday- cool!
My birthday was yesterday, and most definitely not on a holiday.
However, my Grandfather, brother, and cousin were all born on Christmas Eve. It doesn’t matter much for the cousin, as she’s Jewish, but I know it was always kind of hard for my brother. We’ve handled it by not doing anything Christmas-y on Christmas Eve (we’re not one of those families that opens presents Christmas Eve or anything), and throwing him the party with his friends in January, after all of the Christmas excitement has died down. It was always hard for me when I was little, however, because there’s so much excitement that builds up over wanting to open your presents, and then he got to open some presents (birthday ones) the day before, and I had to sit and watch.
That looks delicious. I might have to try even if it isn’t passover 
I’m a Dec. 24th-er. As a kid it never bothered me much, because I made the best out of the whole two-fer thing: I used it to leverage my way to bigger gifts than I ever could’ve asked for either. 
Now it sort of bugs me. Your friends can’t really do much for your B-day when it’s the 24th–no drinks at the bar, no trip to a restaurant. I’ve occasionally thought of “moving” my birthday to circa Mardi Gras, 'cause if you’ve got to share your special day with a holiday, y’might as well make it a good one. 
Ultimately, my name (Noah) was and is a far greater source of frustration and annoyance than my birthday ever was.
Mine is on traditional memorial day, but rarely falls on the day that memorial day is observed.As you might expect, it doesn’t affect my plans all that much.
You mean the Superbowl is not a Holiday??? 
My birthday is usually in the same week the superbowl is played nowadays and it matches my age to boot.
This chocolate hazelnut torte looks pretty fabulous, too - and there are zillions of recipes out there along those lines. I often like that sort of thing better than regular birthday cake.
I ditto twickster’s statements. I always got two presents as a child, and my birthday was not neglected. Now, as an adult, hey, there’s always a party somewhere!
And as a bit of Dope trivia,** twickster** and I not only share a birthday, but were actually born in the same year as well!. That’s why we sometimes call each other “twin” when we meet in a thread.
My youngest daughter’s birthday is July 4th, and sometimes we have Independence Day themed parties, but usually her friends are out of town on family vacations, so she doesn’t usually have parties on her actual birthday.
It would seem that my birthday, March 1, is an (unofficial) Icelandic holiday: Beer Day.
I haven’t a drop of Icelandic ancestry, and the holiday was created after my birth, but I am willing, nay, PROUD to take it upon myself to celebrate in fine Icelandic style!