Surprise Me

I love surprises.  I love  being totally taken away with a gift or any other kind of surprise.  The problem is that very rarely happens.  I always seem to see something that gives away the surprise.  A few years ago near Christmas I was in the garage looking for a box and came across my Christmas presents, I was so mad!  This year Bryan made sure to tell me where my presents were hid so I wouldn’t accidentally come across them, and it is a good thing he told me because I probably would have come across them.  I don’t want to know where the boys have been shopping, I don’t want presents under the tree before Christmas (because then I can tell what it is), I never found out what the sex of my children were,  I just want to be surprised.

So Monday evening I was driving home from my sister’s house.  I was facing west on 1800 waiting to turn on my street when what does appear???  Bryan coming up 1800 and turning on our street with a BRAND NEW road bike on his car, for me, for Valentine’s day.   I was so upset.  I pulled into the driveway beside him while trying to keep me eyes closed.  Poor Bryan thought I didn’t like the bike and was mad, but I was just so mad that I didn’t get to be surprised.  He was going to give it to me early so I could ride it, but maybe not just have me see it.  I just couldn’t believe that I was driving home at the same time he was bringing it home. (that will teach him to not call and check where I am before bringing something home for me)

Anyways I love my new bike.  I took it for a little 6 mile ride yesterday evening and was gliding…and freezing.  I am doing a duathlon in St. George in two weeks.  No more being way behind everyone while I hoof it out on a mountain bike, not that I minded doing that.  Bryan has been wanting to get me a bike since last summer and he couldn’t wait any longer.  I am very excited about it, but just wish I could have been surprised, at the right time.