I love surprises.
I think it’s something my mom passed onto me.
I remember waking up every year on my birthday and having some sort of surprise next to my pillow. I remember my mom telling me to pack on the morning of my 16th birthday without telling me where we were going to end up. I remember receiving a note from my college study abroad program that I was going to be a couple days late arriving due to “birthday trip with mom.”
Not surprising, that when my little sister called me two weeks ago to discuss birthday ideas for dad, the first thing that came to mind was… let’s surprise him.
The plan was simple. I was going to fly or train or drive from Chicago to suburban metro Detroit after work on Friday, surprise dad at my aunt’s house and then spend the weekend doing dad’s favorite things.
Plane tickets were inappropriately expensive for a 40-minute flight (it’s called a m-o-n-o-p-o-l-y, Delta) and the train took way too long (let’s join the 21st century, Amtrak).
Rental car it is.
I ran out of work on Friday and headed for the nearest rental car location. 15 minutes later I had somehow finagled an SUV for the price of a full size vehicle and was on my way.
I was really excited.
4 hours and about 20 rounds of Kelly Clarkson’s Catch My Breath and Backstreet Boys’ Larger than Life later, I was pulling up to my aunt’s house 5 minutes behind dad and sis, ready to ring the doorbell and yell surprise.
It was amazing to see the look on his face.
He immediately screamed “what are you doing here” and followed it up with giant bear hugs (customary) followed by Brady Bunch-style group hugs (we have our moments).
Some of the things I learned over the past couple of days:
1) You’re never too old for a pajama party. Dad, sis and I overestimated the size of the bed, but had some good laughs trying to sleep in it together.
2) Your favorite movies never get old. In our family, two films are quoted, discussed and watched over and over and over again: 1991’s Other People’s Money and 1993’s Adams Family Values. These films might not seem extra deep, but in our family, no other movies hold more truth, provide more laughs or inspire more Halloween costumes.
3) Re-telling the stories of our “Childhoods: The Infant Years” rarely grows tiresome. Dad was dedicated to every detail in this weekend’s re-telling.
We had water fights in our health club’s pool, sat down to a dinner expertly prepared by amateur chef lil sis (sushi) and made the mistake of discussing current events after several glasses of wine.
This weekend was great.
It was Awesome to see dad so happy.