Shhh!!!! It's A Suprise!

My birthday is in two days. I'm going to be the ripe old age of 23. I know I should probably start looking for retirement homes! Anyways...my family was never big on birthdays, we still got presents and my parents told me happy birthday and my grandma would make me my favorite meal (you'll get bonus points if you comment and tell me what it is!). But all in all, it was another normal day.

I am still not big on birthdays. You're another day older, so what, want a cookie? Why are you any more special than anyone else, we all have to be born on some day, right?

Well, Keri is on the other side of the argument. She loves her birthday. She's not one of those crazy, psycho, I'm going to cry if I don't get my way birthday people...but close ;-) And another thing about Keri, she can't keep a secret. I'm sure if you ask her to keep a deep, personal secret, I think she could but other than that, not really! I have an example!

The other day she came home from work and after pouring her traditional after work bowl of cereal she sat down and stared at me. Not like a normal look but one that said I did something for you that you don't know about.

I simply said, "What."

She himmed and hawwed and went back and forth telling me to guess and than not guess and asking me if I wanted to know something. I told her if she wanted to tell me something she was more than welcome to! Then she let one thing slip..."it's about your birthday".

I told her that if she wanted to keep her surprise she should walk out of the room before she let any more go...but she couldn't handle the suspense of me not knowing! "I got you a cake" she announces immediately followed by "arghh...I can not keep secrets, why do I always do this! Act like you're surprised on Saturday ok? Ok."

30 minutes later she is still reminiscing over the fact that she can't keep a secret! It's hilarious, I've never seen someone so torn over the fact that they told another person they were getting them a cake! Even yesterday, which means it's been almost 3 days since she let it slip she is still wishing she didn't tell. But she couldn't hold it in!

I told her she was lucky that I proposed to her because no way was she going to be able to keep that a secret! So...the cat is out of the bag. My wife got me a cake for my birthday and I am supposed to act surprised when I get it! I can do that! Because like Jim Gaffigan says, everything is OK when cake is involved!

Try and keep up!

The Race Against Time!

It's been a while since I have posted and I apologize to all of my readers...basically just my mom then! Haha! It has been a crazy couple of weeks. I've had Counselor Training at IRBC, Easter services and a whirlwind trip to Michigan.

Keri's grandfather passed away about 2 weeks ago. He was a believer and a wonderful man of God. It is a tough time nonetheless when someone you love passes away. Of course we were not going to miss the funeral so we loaded up our car and took a road trip to Michigan. Although it was for a funeral, it was great spending time with Keri's sister and brother-in-law and their two boys, Jack and Silas. It was a blast, it was also good seeing several relatives who I met at our wedding and haven't seen since and meet some other relatives for the first time.

It was a great but fast trip. We left Tuesday evening and were back by Thursday evening. One aspect of Keri that I appreciate is that our travel philosophy is the same. Only stop when you need gas or someone is going to get sick. When I am on the road and heading somewhere, I am on a mission! That's how we traveled when I was a kid and am glad that Keri feels the same way.

I grew up reading an atlas, my mother taught me and that is what she always used to direct our vacation and were rarely if ever got lost. But now there are things called GPS. I like GPS as well as an atlas. But there is something about a GPS that helps Keri and I pass the time. It's called the "Estimated Time of Arrival".

It has become a game to us. We plug in our route and see when the GPS thinks we will arrive at our finish line. And then we try to beat it! Of course the easy way is to speed a little, and I'm not going to say I don't but I do go with the flow of traffic. This estimated time of arrival has turned our gas stops into pit stops, where we run in and out of the gas station, going to the bathroom as fast as we can just so we don't lose time! Of course you always lose a little, and I know that my wife and I are not the only people who try and beat the GPS. Am I right or am I right?!?!?

So next time you plug in your GPS you better get in the passing lane or draft behind some one or don't drink any liquids ;-) because it's a race against the clock!

Try and keep up!