The fellow turned forty

I gave my husband explicit instructions to not turn 40, but his big birthday rolled around anyway. David is about eight years older than I am, a fact that I discovered accidentally several months into our dating relationship. I had been talking to a friend who was weighing the pros and cons of attending her high school reunion.
Me: "I don't know what to tell her, David. Do you think you'll go to your ten-year reunion?"
David: "Huh? I already went."
Me: "HOW OLD ARE YOU?!"
And that's how I found out that the man that little 21-year-old me was dating was 29, going on 30 pretty soon. It's not a big age difference now, but when he was a successful 30 year old lawyer and I was 22 and hadn't even started graduate school yet, it was.
David is lucky, because no one ever guesses his age: he looks very, very young. He had maybe three gray hairs by now (my fault entirely, I own it), but he's wrinkle-free and still pretty adorable in my opinion. So we can still pass for a young couple.

And to prove it, I made David take this picture, just woken up and deathly ill. 

I threw him a big party at Phillip's for the occasion, and as luck would have it, became deathly ill right before that weekend. I'm afraid I wasn't much of a hostess, and to top it all off, my gift to David was my bad cold. It was still a nice party - it was so easy to have Phillip's do everything (I talked to them just once - we go there all the time, I trust the owners, and I just gave a check and they handled everything). And it was lovely to see a lot of old friends.
No pictures, because we were too busy partying! And my phone stayed in my purse, which was a really cute textured purple clutch. I don't love purple, but just a tiny accent piece works well (the rest of my outfit was black).

This is the watch I got him.

Since it's the splurge birthday, I got David a nice watch- some Rolex that cost as much as a used car. Just kidding. He'd kill me. I got him a nice watch, but nowhere near that cost ballpark. It's understated and classic, just like him!
And on his real birthday, I bought him cough drops and Delsym. Sorry about that, babe.