Facebook ramps up significance of birthday celebration

Sitting here in South Milwaukee early in the morning before the others in this household arise, awaiting time for our return trip to New Orleans later today, the calendar reminds me that this is the day of the year when my daughter was born, more years ago than either of us care to remember.
The increasing significance that this society — now ramped on steroids with daily birthday reminders on Facebook — attaches to birthdays is probably no accident, but it runs counter to what my wife and I have believed for quite a few years — every since we first became interested, more years ago than either of us care to remember, in what Scripture has to say about birthdays — and everything else.
First there is a distinction to be made. Everyone has one birth day — the day he or she is born. After that we celebrate annual anniversaries and call them birthdays. But from what I’ve been able to find in scripture, God does not attach much relevance to anniversary of the day of a human’s birth. Perhaps that’s because pagan religions attached such great significance to timing of one’s birth in relation to the celestial calendar and its predetermination of one’s personality and ultimately, one’s fate.
And/or perhaps God sees the celebration of one’s day of birth among Adam’s fallen descendants as a celebration of the human self that He gave His Son to redeem us from with a new birth that He himself celebrates.
Whatever the reason, on the only days when birthdays — anniversaries of births — are mentioned in Scripture, something bad happens.
There was the time that pharaoh had imprisoned his baker and wine taster for some affront and they landed in jail with Joseph. Both had dreams that Joseph correctly interpreted — the wine taster was restored to his former high place in Pharaoh’s court, the baker lost his head, on pharaoh’s birthday. That’s in Genesis
Another head lost on the occasion of a birthday was that of John the Baptist. It was Herod’s birthday and the ruler was so enthralled by the dancing of the daughter of Herodias that he promised her “with an oath to give her whatsoever she would ask.” Prompted by her mother, the girl, she replies to Herod, “Give me John the Baptist’s head here on a platter.” All that’s in Matthew 14.
And he did.
The only other reference I’ve found that may refer to a biblical birthday party came when Satan questioned if Job would remain faithful if God removed the hedge around him that protected Job’s health and prosperity. Job had been so conscientious that after his sons and daughters  “feasted every one his day,” he got up “early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings, according to the number of them all.” And it was on such a day of celebration that “there came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners of the house,” killing all Job’s sons and daughters.
That’s weighty stuff. I’m not trying to convince anyone to abandon a birthday celebration, but if anyone can find in scripture a lighter treatment of those anniversaries I wish they’d share it with me.