I did not apologize for apologizing. I very deliberately did not say "sorry" again. I merely offered an explanation.
We have birthdays, yes. Or namedays. Different places call it slightly differently. When I was a child, my mother would make some sort of dessert for it - what, exactly, depended on how the harvest was that year and how much sugar was on hand, but for mine it was normally honeycakes. If I was lucky and the frost broke early, something with strawberries. I'm not entirely sure when my birthday would be here, but at home it's Cloudreach, which is our first real month of spring. I haven't really celebrated it since I was a child, though.