anti-birthday boyfriend

You will see below a yard filled with the spring's finest daffodils.

The story goes... I arrived home from a pleasant Friday at school, ran upstairs and into the shower. A short while later I ran out the door. I was halfway down the steps before I stopped and stared in utter confusion at the 200 flowers filling my front lawn. Sometime during my 20 minutes in the shower and 30 minutes of blow-drying, make-up application and dress selection, James and Amara decorated my front yard to greet me when I left. The warm fuzzy glow did not leave me all evening. My anti-birthday boyfriend wore a perfect sugar-daddy coat for me all night. While I know never to expect anything in particular from this wonderful man, he never ceases to amaze me.
The remainder of my weekend has been quietly walked through; the somewhat generous sunshine mixed with the knowledge that Sunday isn't really Sunday until next weekend.
Thank you a million times to everyone who made this the best birthday ever.
*squeezes* for Jessa, James, Shanny, Kelly, Amara, Sandra, Judy, Al, Phil, Leann, Sean, Carley, Chris, Thrifties floral department, and Divisions 8-1 and
8-2. Creeping closer to 30 doesn't seem too painful with so many great people to celebrate with along the way!