Saturday, 13th November is another day I will not forget. I had my second surprise birthday party and once again, it was a "gotcha" moment.
My oldest daughter told me that she is taking me to an upscale restaurant for my birthday and she wanted me to dress appropriately. For all the other birthday celebrations, I would choose the venue ..... this should have been hint no.1!
I did buy a new outfit and cannot decide on the shoes so, I called my daughter and told her that when she came to pick me up on Saturday, could she come into my house and advise me on which shoe to wear. No problem she says.
Come Saturday, I went about my errands and also threw in a hair appointment because we were going to this "upscale" restaurant and I did not want to look like what the cat dragged in. I spent the afternoon checking out my accessories and had to decide whether I should also paint my toe nails. Initially, I wasn't but then, thought that if she chose my open-toe heels, my toes will not look good. So, I did my fingers and toes.
Come 7 pm, my young daughter from Calgary calls and chats and asks me what the arangements were for the night. I told her that the family was coming to pick me up at 7 pm. My son-in-law calls shortly after and said that he would be at my house very soon. I got off the phone and waited for my daughter to come in - she had to help me choose the proper shoe. My son-in-law comes to my door ... and said that my daughter is running late and we would swing by the house to pick them up, them being my daughter and the two little girls. I assume that getting the little ones dressed could be time-consuming, So, I hurried got a shopping bag and threw in my other shoes, still hoping that I will get help with the choice.
When we arrive at his house, I asked my son-in-law
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Unbelievable!
So, I am still on a high from my surprise party last night ... reliving the fact that it was a "GOTCHA! moment for the Quota gals. However, I cannot fathom that things hit home so quickly ... almost overnight. Let me explain.
Woke up as usual this morning. When the grand daughters arrived, they talked about the party and how they hid to surprise me. When it was time to leave the house to meet the school bus, I locked the door, and still chatting, walked to the corner. The bus came promptly at 7.30 am and I suddenly realized that Kiana did not have her backpack on her.
I realize that the memory is the first to go ... but this is ridiculous! I told the bus driver to wait, left the little one on the neighbour's lawn and ran back to the house. I grabbed the backpack and ran like I was being chased by a tiger. Not wanting the bus to have to wait too long, I ran as fast as my short legs could and then it happened. I knew I was going to fall forward and I made a split second decision ... I made a beeline for the neighbour's tree to stop myself. With my arms out, I was able to stop myself from slamming my face into the tree but my knees gave way (are they the next to go?) and as my neighbours had not raked his leaves, it cushioned my fall and my hairband went flying on to the road. I looked around to see if anyone saw me ... and was pleased as punch that there was no one around. If the bus driver saw me from the corner, he did not say anything when I finally got there. Boy, was I panting and puffing.
I know that by this afternoon, I will feel the "pain".... did I pull a muscle, did I twist my back or bruise my knees? At this moment, only my pride is hurt.
However, there must be something positive to come out of this. Let me think.
Yes, I will now never forget the backpack because I never want to have to run like that again. Secondly, at least I did not break my glasses; good thing no one saw me fall, especially my neighbours and, last of all, I did not harm the tree.
So, tell me, does this happen when one reaches a new decade of one's life?
Woke up as usual this morning. When the grand daughters arrived, they talked about the party and how they hid to surprise me. When it was time to leave the house to meet the school bus, I locked the door, and still chatting, walked to the corner. The bus came promptly at 7.30 am and I suddenly realized that Kiana did not have her backpack on her.
I realize that the memory is the first to go ... but this is ridiculous! I told the bus driver to wait, left the little one on the neighbour's lawn and ran back to the house. I grabbed the backpack and ran like I was being chased by a tiger. Not wanting the bus to have to wait too long, I ran as fast as my short legs could and then it happened. I knew I was going to fall forward and I made a split second decision ... I made a beeline for the neighbour's tree to stop myself. With my arms out, I was able to stop myself from slamming my face into the tree but my knees gave way (are they the next to go?) and as my neighbours had not raked his leaves, it cushioned my fall and my hairband went flying on to the road. I looked around to see if anyone saw me ... and was pleased as punch that there was no one around. If the bus driver saw me from the corner, he did not say anything when I finally got there. Boy, was I panting and puffing.
I know that by this afternoon, I will feel the "pain".... did I pull a muscle, did I twist my back or bruise my knees? At this moment, only my pride is hurt.
However, there must be something positive to come out of this. Let me think.
Yes, I will now never forget the backpack because I never want to have to run like that again. Secondly, at least I did not break my glasses; good thing no one saw me fall, especially my neighbours and, last of all, I did not harm the tree.
So, tell me, does this happen when one reaches a new decade of one's life?
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Surprise!surprise!surprise!
Today was a day with surprises! It also confirms how gullible I am. Here is the scoop!
At our previous Quota meeting, we, the members, were told to meet at a friend's place as we have a job to do. The job was packing winter clothes into boxes to be shipped to Nunuvut. This was to happen today, Sunday. I was to pick another member up. What to wear, what to wear? Jeans and sneakers .. perfect for menial work like packing.
Clue No.1 ... My friend calls me and asks me what I was planning to do today. So I told her that I was feeling tired because the cat woke me up at 5.30 am not realizing that we moved the clock back last night but I still have to go to do my part with the boxing of the clothes. Her remark as we hung up was "Have fun!"
I got dressed in my jeans and zippered jacket and went to pick Joan up at 1.15 pm.
Clue No.2 I pick Joan up and she is dressed in a nice suit. So I asked her about that. She said that she just came from church. She also had a box with her. She said that she was told to take cookies. I questioned the fact that I was not asked to take anything. It did puzzle me a trifle.
We got there at 1.40 pm. a little early but I noticed the cars of the other members already there. I got out and unloaded the car. The Hostess came out and said that I should leave all the boxes out on the porch and that we were boxing them outside. Again, I was a bit puzzled. I did ask her why. Her answer "I have no room inside!"
Clue No.3 I was about to go into the house when the Hostess told me that she had to go in first. When I got into the house it was quiet with only another friend fiddling with her electronic toys. Then it came ... the thunderous shout of "SURPRISE!"
It was such a surprise, but a wonderful one. All my Quota friends were there and as an extra bonus, my daughter, son-in-law and 2 granddaughters were there too. I was very moved. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. I will never forget my 60th birthday with such good friends and with the theme being "Spicy", I will have a year full of spice in my life and spices to cook with. Thank you my friends and family for my first ever surprise birthday party.
At our previous Quota meeting, we, the members, were told to meet at a friend's place as we have a job to do. The job was packing winter clothes into boxes to be shipped to Nunuvut. This was to happen today, Sunday. I was to pick another member up. What to wear, what to wear? Jeans and sneakers .. perfect for menial work like packing.
Clue No.1 ... My friend calls me and asks me what I was planning to do today. So I told her that I was feeling tired because the cat woke me up at 5.30 am not realizing that we moved the clock back last night but I still have to go to do my part with the boxing of the clothes. Her remark as we hung up was "Have fun!"
I got dressed in my jeans and zippered jacket and went to pick Joan up at 1.15 pm.
Clue No.2 I pick Joan up and she is dressed in a nice suit. So I asked her about that. She said that she just came from church. She also had a box with her. She said that she was told to take cookies. I questioned the fact that I was not asked to take anything. It did puzzle me a trifle.
We got there at 1.40 pm. a little early but I noticed the cars of the other members already there. I got out and unloaded the car. The Hostess came out and said that I should leave all the boxes out on the porch and that we were boxing them outside. Again, I was a bit puzzled. I did ask her why. Her answer "I have no room inside!"
Clue No.3 I was about to go into the house when the Hostess told me that she had to go in first. When I got into the house it was quiet with only another friend fiddling with her electronic toys. Then it came ... the thunderous shout of "SURPRISE!"
It was such a surprise, but a wonderful one. All my Quota friends were there and as an extra bonus, my daughter, son-in-law and 2 granddaughters were there too. I was very moved. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. I will never forget my 60th birthday with such good friends and with the theme being "Spicy", I will have a year full of spice in my life and spices to cook with. Thank you my friends and family for my first ever surprise birthday party.
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