Monday, October 7, 2013

surprise, surprise, surprise....

(The above is a direct quote from the "Gomer Pyle, USMC" comedy series, with Jim Nabors playing the part of the goofy Marine recruit, forever frustrating  the DI, Sgt. Carter... remember that? Such a dinosaur of half-hour TV, it was probably only filmed in black and white... now that's  really old!)

The girl (... whoops, sorry! Young professional, highly capable, smart career woman....) who is having a birthday on Wednesday was surprised to look up and see her sister and her mom standing in the doorway of her office today at noon. Mostly because I was up there in TN visiting this past weekend, and she assumed I was safely back in middle GA, when,in reality,  I got as far as Decatur where I had plans to spend the night.

Only a small amount of plotting occurred, as we decided weeks ago, to drive up from Atlanta to take her out for birthday lunch. The day of remember-y is on Wednesday, but we thought she might possibly expect something to happen then, following a hilarious event we knew we could not possibly 'top' that occurred last October. If you recall, we drove up from Atlanta, with a large appliance box, wrapped and flattened in the car, to POP! out of with party hats blowing tooters, after we smooshed ourselves in, and she was called into the front room of her workplace. We knew we could not possibly out-do that - but hoped that she would not expect to see us on a Monday, when her birthday is two days later.

She was appropriately confused/stunned/baffled to see me standing in the doorway when the co-worker she was talking to turned to leave - and then her sister poked her head in. I'd called C. several weeks ago to apprise him of the plan, and ask him to meet us at the office and go to lunch. So he, along with her BFF/co-worker, and sister and I went to eat and laugh at the Mexican restaurant down the street.

Did a bit of 'hanging out', browsing through a big plant nursery, with lots of fragrantly blooming pansies, and hundreds of huge pots we all lusted over. Then took her back to work, and we returned to Decatur. I got home as the sun was setting, having survived another stressful drive through Atlanta traffic.

Happy early birthday!

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