In a surprise to everyone except the few people that she told, GBD’s friend from New England showed up last night as a total surprise and without a hitch.
You see, last week while the wife was in the hospital, her friend Connie (not her real name but fine for the purposes of this story) called to see if she could come visit, and we worked out a good time with a reasonably non-outrageous fare and went about deceiving the woman I love.
And the best part is that Connie and I are clearly not reputed to be good secret keepers, so we struggled to contain our giddiness and the integrity of the secret. As a matter of fact, anytime Connie and I were G-chatting and GBD would come online to talk to either one of us, we immediately hung up on one another to avoid accidentally typing in the wrong window and blowing the whole thing.
Fast forward to yesterday, and Connie’s texting me non-stop as that’s the only way I wouldn’t get caught since my wife knows that my Blackberry goes off non-stop in the evening time.
Connie updated me upon landing, waiting for the rental car van, getting the car, and then by estimated time remaining every ten minutes or so.
With about ten to go, I decided to go sit on the bed of my truck and read and wait for her under the guise of a nice and bug-free night with a cold beer and the latest Grisham novel.
About five minutes later, GBD came out asking “Is everything okay? Are you alright?”
I assured her that I was, and went to cleaning up the remnants from the Fourth of July extravaganza that occurred in my driveway Thursday night.
As I cleaned and she cleaned, a car slowly pulled to the curb in front of our house, causing GBD to say “Who the hell is that?”, when a woman stepped out of the car and said “I think I’m lost,” and it was Connie.
I have surprised GBD several times in my life where I knew she was generally shocked and surprised. This was one of those times. Watching her try to process why her friend New England that she had undoubtedly talked to online earlier in the day was now in her driveway was priceles.
And tonight we’re going out to dinner and drinks, which will rock.
Hooray for surprises. Now maybe they can surprise me by making out and letting me watch or maybe washing my car in bikinis.
What say you?