Saturday morning I got up at 8am and started making boyfriend's favourite scones. (They happen to be mine as well so there was no sacrifice there...) I made coffee and tea, set the table with cheese and different jams, collected the newspaper and then woke boyfriend up at 9am.
He was happily surprised!
(I actually sort of managed to complete this task during our vacation this summer as I made him breakfast twice. But... They weren't done on a Saturday or Sunday... A couple of other weekends I've gone out to buy breakfast rolls only to find him up and about when I return.)