Exhibit A: Have you ever had anyone make you a meal like this for a party for your birthday?
Exhibit B: Have you ever had anyone make you a meal like this for a going-away party for you just a few months later?
Note the designation "[spoiler on back]" for the chocolate dessert. The spoiler:
(Oh, yes, it really does say "avocado"! Seriously, now, your friends cook anything so edgy up for you? And, further note: extra steps were taken during the preparation of this meal to have various courses be as diet-compatible as possible!)
Exhibit C: Have you ever had your fake spouse make not one, but two, special mix CDs for the same going away party based on a comprehensive survey of your music preferences?
Of course, me saying all this is evidence for how cool I am is kinda like in Charlotte's Web when Charlotte weaves the web that says "Some Pig" and a farmer looks at the web in amazement and says, "Yes, I'd reckon that's some pig", but then his wife, more correctly, observes: "Some spider, I'd say." Still, you can't blame me for wanting to brag about some of the wonderful spiders in my life. Of course, whether they are sufficient to prevent me from being killed and eaten after the county fair remains to be seen.
(A few pictures from the evening here, here and here.)