Today is smoke-free day 282, and I'm very pleasantly surprised by how infrequently smoking even occurs to me anymore.
It's a Heads or Tails (hosted from its new home) Tuesday.
I love surprises of the good kind (not so much the bad kind). Planning surprises just tickles me to no end. Poor unsuspecting Tom is often the (hopefully happy) victim of my madness.
Wrapped in a Bow
Before picking Tom up from home to treat him to the Pizza Hut lunch buffet for his birthday a few years back, I told him I needed to run inside the apartment to pick up some books to give to a co-worker. While he was on his computer, I used the bathroom ("his" bathroom, actually), grabbed the bag, tossed it in my car, and we went to gorge ourselves on pizza. Instead of dropping him back off at home, I started driving mentioning my lack of desire to to return to work, and next thing he knew, we were at our favorite spot on the coast. He thought it was such a sweet surprise that I'd taken the rest of the afternoon off work to spend the day together. While we were at our special log on the beach, I wondered allowed if the cute little hotel just up the shore had any rooms available. Luckily, they did have a room, and they showed us the way, leading us to a door wrapped up in paper like a present and a great big bow. Inside were chocolates and champagne (which I shared, after some hesitation) and even a teddy bear. Good thing I'd grabbed that bag of "books" containing all of his toiletries stuffed in at the last moment and a change of clothes. (I think the hotel people had as much fun being in on the surprise as I did planning it)
We even got a surprise seagull visit:
In the Neighborhood
A few years back, I actually already told this story when it was still raw, so this part is a repost:
Saturday, November 04, 2006Now do you see why I was all bothered when our plans for the Yurt for Tom's birthday fell through back in late November/early December? It was getting hard to top my surprises, and with weather being kind of dicey I actually needed input on the whole yurt thing. Of course we did go eventually, planned instead of surprised, and it was still fabulous!
Secret Secret Finally the Surprise!
So, I mentioned awhile back that I had a surprise for Tom that I couldn't mention. I couldn't even bring myself to write much because it was all I could think about and couldn't say a thing. So here's what happened:
More than a year ago, Tom's very best friend in the whole world who is practically family had moved away. It wasn't looking like it could be years before either of them would be able to make the trip happen to visit the other. So for Tom's birthday, I flew his friend out completely as a surprise. His friend arrived on Wednesday, and when Tom walked in the door from work, there he was just hanging out in our living room. Tom about fell over. His face just showed shock and the slow recognition and processing of what was going on. For the rest of the night, we all kind of chuckled at how weird (in a happy way) it all was. He'll be here for a couple of weeks, and I'll get some girl time for a change :)
I can't begin to express the agony that it was not to be able to say one word. You know when you find the perfect present for someone and you just can't wait for them to open it? It was like that but a huge-best-ever kind of present, and I had to wait over a month. Meanwhile, Tom would talk to his friend who also had to play it cool, and he'd mention sometimes how he wished they could hang out. All I could say is "maybe someday" as I counted the days and was bursting out of my skin. Whew! Glad all that's over...
I'm already thinking of this coming November (assuming "the apartness" will be done by then, fingers crossed)...