The maître d’ shows me to our table; it’s a cozy one near the wall, perfect for privacy, yet gives a wonderful view of the restaurant so I can people watch till Mike comes

Iam feeling nervous. I lift my phone, tap out a quick message to Yaeli, and then resume applying blush.

Am I crazy or is this actually a big deal? First married birthday?

I make sure my wig grip is securely on — I don’t need any windy day horror stories — and my phone pings.

You’re not crazy, just adorable. It IS a big deal. Milestones together are the building blocks of forever. Kay, bye, I’m leaving to go write for Hallmark.

I crack up, Yaeli is totally nuts; I’m sure Detroit hasn’t been the same since she’s moved there. But I do miss my big sister.

Hallmark would be lucky to have you, hun.

My phone pings again. This time it’s Mike.

See you there, birthday girl! I’ll be the happy guy with the black hat.

Aw. Sweet, but no time to text back. The reservation at Fireside is for eight, and now it’s 7:15. I must be out of here in 25 minutes. I’ve decided on my Shabbos sheitel, my new Rebecca Minkoff bag, and of course, my kallah jewelry. I’m excited as I head to my car, and my excitement builds as I drive. Mike was so sweet to make all the arrangements. Twenty-seven isn’t exactly an exciting number, but hey, it’s a reason to celebrate, and I’m happy about it.

I park in the Town Square lot, reach into my bag, and pull out a picture-frame-size mirror, ’cuz car mirrors are for amateurs, and check my makeup and sheitel once more. All set. My stomach grumbles as I pull on my suede and sherpa jacket; I may or may not have skipped lunch in preparation for this.

The restaurant is all dim lighting and warm tones. The maître d’ shows me to our table; it’s a cozy one near the wall, perfect for privacy, yet gives a wonderful view of the restaurant so I can people watch till Mike comes.

He isn’t here yet, no surprises there, but that’s fine, it gives me time to relax. I was in full-on rush mode since work, rushing to make it here on time. I should get an award or something. Well, I guess dinner in a fancy restaurant is considered one?