When I flew back home to Colorado for my sister's college graduation, my birthday quietly came and went with a sunset drive through Red Rocks with my father. Leave it up to Michael and my amazing friends to sneakily and stealthily plan a woodland birthday surprise when I returned back east. 

As they jumped out smiling from behind some trees at Wawayanda State Park, I just about cried and peed my pants. They had strung feather garlands in the trees, collected moss for the tables, and put together the most beautiful picnic spread I've ever seen in my life. This was the first time I've ever been surprised and I can't imagine feeling any luckier--my face hurt from grinning.