Hell yeah. First birthday while dating. Gotta set the bar. Flowers at home. Some sewing shit in her locker, the balloons on the outside. Then I'm taking her to dinner tonight and giving her these earrings. I have no fucking idea if she'll like them, but they're her birthstone or whatever, and the lady looked all wistful when I bought them, so that's a good sign, I figure.
Wait, what? Who? What the fuck, man? You're holding out on me!