So yesterday D told me to be ready to go somewhere at 3pm yesterday.
At 3pm town car picked me up and then dropped me off at Ummelina Spa, my most favorite-ist spa in the world. I proceeded to get my spa on. When I was done, Devon was waiting for me, and took me to a restaurant that I’ve been wanting to try for a while, Troiani. They had the table all decorated with a Happy Birthday card and streamers and everything. Dinner was totally yummy. Then we came home, where i had to wait in the hallway for a few minutes. When I was allowed into the kitchen, I saw this:
Devon had snuck home early to bake me a cake, and decorated it with Senor Lemur and Miss Fifi.He did a really awesome job! D totally needs to be on the show “Ace of Cakes“. Although another wonderful aspect of it is that the candles say that I’m turning 21. 
My man rocks. Period.
I was totally happy with having the best birthday ever, but then I look over and see a suspicious looking little blue box. Upon further investigation, it is indeed a box from Tiffany & co. I’ve never had the pleasure of owning anything by them, and Devon really did an awesome job of picking out the piece that he did. Its a silver mesh V-shaped necklace that ties in the back, rather than having a clasp. Its really beautiful, with a smidgen of punk rock.
But yeah. Devon is totally out of control. I wasn’t expecting all this. It was a really great birthday.. Although I would have been more than happy with a super sized meal from McDonald’s and a candle in one of their apple pies.
Emma, you’re a lucky woman….
Devon, two things:
1. You’re setting the bar way too high for the rest of us men folk….
2. The cake rocks! Excellent Fifi and Lemur…the Lemur looks lifelike…well, at least as lifelike as any normal drunken lemur would…
I especially like how Devon included Fifi’s little stumpy arm, and her “fake eye” on her dewlap.