I had a lovely 40th, my actual birthday fell in the Easter holidays so went to Bristol with DH & the DCs, had a remarkably civil, three hour lunch at a lovely restaurant then DH took the DCs to the aquarium whilst I had an appointment with a personal shopper at Harvey Nics, had planned a nice meal in the evening but were knackered so had chips & went to bed.
The next weekend was the bank holiday & we rented this lovely house for the weekend (see pic) with my siblings & all their children, had caterers in on the Saturday evening who did an amazing five course meal (& an early supper & cake for the children before they went to bed), loads of chatting, games, eating, drinking, beautiful place, brilliant weekend - loved it, it's very rare we all get together as we're so busy, just adored it, my brother & his partner also announced they were expecting their first child so double celebration (it's due this week, we're all pacing).
The weekend after, had friends over to mine for cocktails and much hilarity, although at 2am I ran away to bed and left them to it (gimmer) and woke up with a guinea pig being gently placed on my head by DD the next morning (there was also one in my Prada shoe - I appreciated neither gesture).
It was DH's 40th in August, we haven't done much yet, went out for a meal in the evening but have been too busy for much else, we're planning a long weekend without the DCs to Marrakech some time in the New Year & may have a joint party next Spring when we can get everyone together.
I feel a bit bad as we did so much for mine and bugger all so far for his, however, I was planning from Feb in order to get everyone together for mine & was continually asking him for months what he wanted to do for his to no avail.
We do have ten members of his family coming over for Christmas though & staying for a week, so he's not being entirely neglected.