I came home from work to this.
We got our our wedding cake, which has been taking up a significant amount of room in my freezer for the last 12 months.
Unfortunately, it wasn't very pretty. The whole eating year-old cake really grossed Matt out, but I forced him against his will to eat a bite of it. Our top layer was strawberry. It had real strawberries in it. It was delicious in 2011. It was okay in 2012. A little dry, but the tradition was fun.
We didn't get fancy. It's not our style. As evidenced by my ponytail and tshirt. Matt grilled steaks, and we hung out on the couch. It was perfect. He even sat there patiently during my multiple attempts at getting the self-timer on the camera right.
I love him so much, and it just keeps getting better.