So what exactly made August 9th the most amazing, unexpected, jaw-dropping, ecstatic, mind-blowing, best-ever birthday anybody could ever wish for?
It might have had something to do with this guy showing up on my front doorstep.
With a gorgeous bouquet of my favorite flowers.
In the rain.
When he was supposed to be in LOS ANGELES.
Who then took me to my favorite restaurant.
Where we ordered our favorite, Black and Bleu Tenderloin. This stuff makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.
Fudgy, delicious dark chocolatey cake.
And this amazing boyfriend of mine did not stop there. But I’ll stop gushing now.
Did I mention he flew 3,000 miles to surprise me?
I could not have dreamed of a more perfect birthday in a million years.
I’m the luckiest.