
Sometimes you should listen to the random craziness in your mind. After I finished my post on Saturday I was waiting for a few friends to come over to play some games and starting to wonder where they were. If you met my friends, you would understand that they are a very punctual group of people (I guess that’s because many of them are not native Albuquerquians).
For those of you who don’t know, my love language is quality time. I always feel most loved when people spend time with me. So when your normally punctual friends show up late (or make you think they aren’t coming at all), you start to feel a little down. Anyhow, around 6:40 I decided that I wanted to start looking at movies I wanted to go see because I didn’t think anyone was coming. Then a friend called and said they were running late and that they were on their way. That at least made me feel a little better.
Greg and I have this habit of opening the curtains in the front of the house when we are having a party/get together so people don’t have any difficultly finding our house. Well, after he had oh-so-sweetly cleaned the entire house, he opened the blinds. I didn’t really think anything of it because I knew some people were coming over (at least hoped they were). But once I figured no one was coming I asked him to shut the curtains. He then proceeded to ask me- what in my mind is a very suspicious question- “Why?” He then lured me to the office and Cali (our oh-so-cute Boston Terrier) began growling occasionally making me wonder who was getting home across the street (she likes to be vocal when there are people moving outside).
Again, I was suspicious about a possible surprise party but decided that I had already blown my chances. Here’s why: after asking some friends to come to our house, many of them gave me reasons that they couldn’t make it or that they might make it. They are all very honest people and none of them even so much as smiled like they knew something was going on when I told them about the prospective game night.
Around 7:05 the doorbell rang- thinking it was my friends who were running late, I answered. Imagine my surprise when I saw the first of the group of people who had decided to show up and surprise me for my birthday! Yeah!!! Apparently Greg had set up a surprise party for me using an e-mail account that I didn’t know about. Even better, he threated people with his friendship if they talked about it in public or called him at home and I found out about it. So I finally got my surprise party. *sigh of contentness*
I love my husband- the CIA secret agent man…
