My birthday is about one week before Christmas, December 19th. I tried to change it once. Told everyone it was going to be in June instead. No one remembered, until a week before Christmas when they reminded me I had done my birthday early that year. Selective memory, or something.
It’s a good thing I like poinsettias.
Always wish the person a Happy Birthday first, a Merry Christmas second.
Give true birthday cards; never give a Christmas card with a scribbled “Happy Birthday” on it.
Don’t wrap birthday gifts in Christmas wrapping.