Yes, my birthday was a month ago. But, far be it from me to deny you the experience! Marco worked from midnight to six on my birthday, which meant that I was dead to the world when he came home. It also means I awoke to an experience not unlike the beginning of this scene:
More magic after the jump.
OK, OK, it looked more like this:
But included pretty princess accessories!
Which of course Marco immediately appropriated upon waking up:
Later on we had a little dinner party, featuring abused balloons:
And the funniest cake this side of Cake Wrecks:
My gay mafia indulges me so. We had a great time, and I wouldn’t have been anywhere else in the world.