I just have to say it. I have to give the guy credit. Dan gave me the best birthday to date. I turned 31 this year and homeboy pulled off the best surprise party ever. It was a big deal to me because my birthdays are usually disappointing. The few years that I have tried to do something I have been left eating dinner alone. It is horribly depressing to feel like people just won't show up for you. You watch them show up for other events, but never for you.
Due to that sad sad fact I approached the day with no expectations. I was not going to try to plan another get together, dinner or anything else where everyone could bail on me. I was going to enjoy my day, sit on the couch and eat cake. That was that. Dan's gramma had taken us out the night before to a fancy dinner which was delightfully good. Dan had promised to cook dinner for me on my birthday and I thought that was effort enough. I knew he wasn't the party planner guy so I accepted dinner as long as he got me some cake. Good enough.
My neighbor was going to take me shopping while he prepared the birthday meal. The day was turning out to be not depressing. I went to lunch and shopping with my friend and then we headed back to her house so she could make me another coffee. I've said it before and I'll say it again. Lisa makes a mean latte. I was as happy as I could be. I got a new purse, a few shirts and was coming home to a dinner I didn't have to make. Solid.
Dan informed me I needed to pick up the pace because dinner was getting cold so I made haste and speed walked home without my coffee. When I walked in the door people yelled at me and there were balloons and decorations. My mind went back to a rainy day last year when I ran into office depot for some random stuff. It was raining really hard so I was kinda looking at the ground while I made my way to Dan's truck. I opened the door and just as I was about to climb in a stranger laughed at me and said "wrong truck". Of course Dan had been a few spots over, seen the whole thing and was laughing his butt off at me. That was the feeling I had when I opened the door. Wrong house. Except it wasn't. I was confused and shocked, but happily surprised to see the faces of my friends and a party just for me. The day just hit an all time high of greatness. It was my first birthday party since I was a baby or something. My family doesn't really do up birthdays, but I do. I always go overboard for the kids and it was so awesome that someone would do that for me. He went to a lot of trouble and totally kept me in the dark. I had zero suspicions. It is kinda scary that he is that good a liar, but lets stay positive here.
So thank you Dan and all the people that went along with him. You just don't know how much it means to have a birthday that didn't end in tears and disappointment. I had a wonderful day and I think Dan really does love me. Really.
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