Once upon a time, there was a girl named Sarah. Sarah was pretty, smart and had a constant case of the skinnies. Seriously, this girl was awesome. Sarah had a very nice fiance named S who was lovely and strong and funny and nice to be around. He was pretty awesome too.
One day, S was playing kickball and heard a pop in his knee (followed by pain, swelling, etc.). When he finally got it looked at MONTHS later, he realized he was going to need knee surgery.
** cue the sads **
S scheduled his surgery for 2 days after Sarah's birthday and a couple of weeks before Christmas. This was a perfect idea in theory (nobody's office is nearly as busy during Christmas). In practice, not so much.
Sarah tried to take the best care of S that she could. She even made toast for him every single morning. She HATES toast. She helped him shower and change his clothes (and that wasn't even the worst of it). When S decided to go back to work, Sarah drove him to work and picked him up in the afternoons.
One day, S could drive again and he didn't need Sarah to take him around. Sarah was okay with this. She got to hang out with S and not take care of him all the time. They were happy.
Then, out of nowhere, S came home with a very cute shopping bag in his hands. It was a surprise for Sarah.
It was a thank you gift for being so pretty and helpful. And it came in the form of heels with red soles.
And they lived happily ever after.
Moral of the story: do to others what you would like to be done to you and then you get Louboutins. The end.