Today is Kevin’s birthday.  He is old.  He’s a quarter-of-a-century old.  He always claims that his birthday is “just another day”, but I am a huge celebrationist.  Anything and everything can and usually is a holiday to me.

In other words, Kevin married the wrong girl if he thinks he’s going to get away with a just-another-day birthday.

Dinner tonight was delicious; the company was even better.  This is why Kevin and I were friends long before we started dating; we love to hang out.  If dating was going to ruin our friendship, we weren’t going to risk it.  Instead, it turned out that we could date and still be friends.  (Ironic, huh?)

For Kevin’s birthday, I wanted to keep it low-key because we had agreed to no presents.  I wanted to get him something so I kind of broke my end of the bargain on that, but I did get creative and gave him a customized, Emily-created gift.  It also happens to have something to do with his absolute favorite band ever, Dave Matthews Band.

He loves it.  I did good.