And as such, it deserves a party. A surprise party!
I couldn't
concentrate much at dinner, knowing the house was filling up with
people; trying to send surreptitious texts updating my awesome
co-conspirators on our ETA who had done so much work to get the house
ready while we were out. I have to mention also, the incredibly kind bus
driver who said "nah, don't worry about it" when we jumped on a bus
after dinner and I didn't have enough change. When does that ever happen? It's his birthday! I said. Thank you so much!
Walking up to the house, windows darkened, heart in my throat.
Unlocking the door and stepping inside, it was beyond surreal knowing
there were people inside when it was so insanely quiet and I couldn't
see anyone. At all.
Where is everybody hiding?! For several incredibly long moments I was convinced I had dreamt it all, or that it was the wrong day. But then twenty-two people jumped out of hiding, and yelled "SURPRISE!"
It was the best! Mark was totally blown away, and didn't suspect a
thing! Which is amazing, because I was sure I'd blown it at some point over the previous two weeks of scheming, but I
guess I'm not as transparent as I thought! I was so incredibly relieved
that the surprise worked, and that I didn't have to watch my
step anymore! And it was so nice to see so many people gathered (on a
Tuesday no less!) to celebrate Mark's birthday with him. Turns out I'm
not the only one who thinks he's the best. :)
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