My surprise....
Ok, so Con tells me a few days ago not to make plans for Saturday night cuz he has made plans for us, a surprise, if you will.
Have I told you that I HATE surprises????
Con knows.....he knows.
So, I can't get anything out of him and I don't know how to dress for it and I'm trying to figure out if anything good has come to our area, like...Monster trucks!!
No, he would take all of us to that cuz the girls asked if we could go.
Now, this weekend, we did a yard sale and I was pooped and, really, wanted to do NOTHING Saturday night but hang.....and so I'm thinkin' to myself that It better be good, but that's what stinks about surprises....the build-up NEVER lives up to the actual EVENT....EVER!
Right from the start, he was doomed to disappoint, which is why I try to tell him not to surprise me, but, if you are going to choose the behavior then you will choose the consequences, as I always say.
You know what it was?????
Con got tickets for the new......Tri-cities.......team(he's lost me).....the "Fever"....of Indoor Arena Football!
????????????
Well, needless to say, I'M overdressed......
The Fans were.....passionate......swarthy.
The floor, had astro-turf and it was pretty....green....looked like a dog show(that'd would've been fun).
I tried not to, but I couldn't help it....I pouted.
This was the surprise?
?????????????
OK, this one will go under the category of, "It was the thought that counts."
Thank you, honey, next time, take one of your man-friends, oh, and honey, next weekend there is a lovely Quilt-Show that I'm just DYING to drag you to.
Have fun:)
Have I told you that I HATE surprises????
Con knows.....he knows.
So, I can't get anything out of him and I don't know how to dress for it and I'm trying to figure out if anything good has come to our area, like...Monster trucks!!
No, he would take all of us to that cuz the girls asked if we could go.
Now, this weekend, we did a yard sale and I was pooped and, really, wanted to do NOTHING Saturday night but hang.....and so I'm thinkin' to myself that It better be good, but that's what stinks about surprises....the build-up NEVER lives up to the actual EVENT....EVER!
Right from the start, he was doomed to disappoint, which is why I try to tell him not to surprise me, but, if you are going to choose the behavior then you will choose the consequences, as I always say.
You know what it was?????
Con got tickets for the new......Tri-cities.......team(he's lost me).....the "Fever"....of Indoor Arena Football!
????????????
Well, needless to say, I'M overdressed......
The Fans were.....passionate......swarthy.
The floor, had astro-turf and it was pretty....green....looked like a dog show(that'd would've been fun).
I tried not to, but I couldn't help it....I pouted.
This was the surprise?
?????????????
OK, this one will go under the category of, "It was the thought that counts."
Thank you, honey, next time, take one of your man-friends, oh, and honey, next weekend there is a lovely Quilt-Show that I'm just DYING to drag you to.
Have fun:)
2 Comments:
At 9:25 AM, Lori said…
What woman doesn't like suprises? Besides my wife! The way I looked at it was.....we could spend the night at home like so many hundreds of nights...or......we could go experience something new and different together. I think the key word is together. You looked beautiful and I enjoyed your company. You were a good sport. Even when the restaurant you wanted to go to afterwards was closed. And even after we ran out of gas on the way home. Your patience was of role model quality.
About the quilt show, I gotta work! Dang!
At 8:13 PM, christsprincess said…
I soooooooooo know what you mean!!!! I LOVE suprises but when I know (from eavesdroping OF COURSE) my imagination goes WILD!! I think YES!!! I get to the mall on a SHOPPING SPREE!!!! (hey I can dream)Aren't suprises a let down!!!!
Your Blog~Sista
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