–Me: Good.
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–Bobbi: What do you think about this design? I used your suggestions and tried to incorporate them as much as possible while still sticking to a cohesive theme.
–Me: Holy cow. That’s really going to be a cake?
–Bobbi: Yes.
–Me: I didn’t know cakes could look like that.
–Bobbi: You’ve never had a baker like me.
–Me: No kidding. No wonder you have a long wait list.
–Bobbi: Yeah, but it’s for Ivy. S
he’s special. And so is Yuna.
–Me: I’m gonna put it on all my social media accounts.
–Bobbi: Please do. I can use the free publicity.
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–Me: What do you think about this design for the cake?
–Court: That’s a cake? I thought it was art.
–Ivy: How are we supposed to eat something that pretty?
–Nate: Easy. With your teeth and fork. Actually, you don’t have to chew before you swallow. Bobbi makes the best cake. It’s so moist and just melts in your mouth.
–Tony: You must’ve given her a really good design request, Declan.
–Me: Just gave what comes to mind when I think of Yuna.
–Ivy: She’s going to be thrilled.
–Jo: Totally. That cake looks like a dream.
–Evie: I’m so glad we had you do the cake, Declan. I don’t think I would’ve had Bobbi do something that awesome.
–Me: Anything else you want me to take care of?
–Ivy: I almost feel like I should have you in charge of flowers, too, but Kim already took care of that.
–Kim: Yuna should get the best flowers. And the cake looks awesome. Bobbi’s the best.
–Ivy: One more week, friends!
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It’s D-Day. Or B-Day. I can’t remember being this excited about somebody’s birthday before. Birthdays are when I go to a party, say, “Happy birthday,” hand over a present Benedict picked out, sing a song and eat some cake.
But today carries an extra meaning. It’s Yuna’s birthday.
Some might say it’s too soon, but I honestly can’t imagine what my life would be like without her. Every day is great when I’m with her. She doesn’t have to do anything. She can just be in the same house and I’m happy.