I think it started in high school, but in any case I did it for many years: the full week of my birthday was constant celebration.
Then last year came, and I had been in Atlanta for less than 2 months, so I did nothing. It's always a little awkward throwing a birthday event anyway, as I know people often feel obligated to bring a gift, and I definitely didn't want to risk that situation with people I'd known for less than 2 months, so I did nothing. Except beers at Gordon Biersch with G and Mike.
So I think we're re-instituting birthday week this year. Kicking off with the lovely flowers Nikki brought me yesterday at brunch. Yay. Heck let's go one better and start it the Saturday night at karaoke.