Today is my birthday.
Thank you. I could feel your "awww" as you read that just now.
I'm a little jittery, though, because Richard has planned a surprise for me.
I hate surprises.
Generally, I trust my husband, but if I'm not involved in every teensy detail of whatever it is that is planned, I start getting nervous. Like I am right now. On my birthday. Not happy. Not excited. Not even sad that I've without question crossed into my thirties now. Nope. I'm just plain nervous. All I know about tonight is that we're dropping the kids at the sitter and then going somewhere to eat at 6:45pm. But, it must be more than just dinner because it's a secret locked in the Fort Knox of my Rich's mind. Otherwise, all my whining today about hating surprises would have surely caused him to relent and spill the beans just to get me to hush it.
I know nothing about where we're going, who will be there, what I'll be expected to do. Will I like the food? What should I wear? Will anyone be singing to me? Are there going to be 6 million of my closest friends there to shock me and then stare at me until I say something incredibly clever about my birthday? Is some birthday clown going to pop out of a cake and put a funny hat on me and toot a really obnoxious Happy Birthday horn? At any point will I be expected to don a sombrero and dance?
Moreover, what about the children? Did he take into account their dinner? What about Little Girl's rehearsal tonight? Will she get there? If not, did he call ahead? Should I box up a dinner to take to the sitter's? Or should I give her cash to take them out? When will I have time to stop by the bank? How is she going to fit three car seats in her car to take them to dinner? She can't. So, we'll have to arrange to give her the van. Which means, we'll need to take two cars to drop them off. Unless we want to borrow her car for this surprise outing. Oh, and we should probably pack for Little Girl's rehearsal, just in case. Oh, and we'll also need to take their pajamas in case we're out past 7:30pm.
I mean, MY WORD! Could anyone be more tense?
3 comments:
Happy Birthday! I to would be having the same anxieties. Dear Hubbie would not think through all the details and he would not do it proudly. Hope your date goes well.
Well friend...your whiny post seems kinda sad now that you had a fun little Birthday party...with fab people, food and love notes! I am so glad we got you. Just think it is a lovely way to stretch you beyond the comfort zone! Besode I am sure all the kids are still alive!
Happy Birthday Friend! Nat
Ha! I was cracking up at this post! Happy, Happy late birthday! Natalie actually emailed us to attend and with David already leaving for Indy and Makenna and I having other stuff going on, we couldn't make it. So sad. I know you had a blast and I'm glad to hear you got a fun surprise for your birthday! Those are the best!
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