BEST BIRTHDAY YET!!!
So I did my thing where I sent out text messages to let people know if they wanted to say Happy B-day they could and remember, if not then okay. This came with some very absent minded friends who needed a few reminders. No expectations, no penalties, no nothing. I actually got a lot more people texting than I thought I ever would which was really cool. I was really shocked.
Mary called to see what was up and we made small talk for a little while. Then she asked if Justin was coming over and if I had heard from him. I instictively said no because he spent Monday night with me and can't make the drive out here frequently. Then it hit me that he hadn't even called to say Happy B-day and it as almost noon and why hadn't he just spent Tuesday night with me so we could be together on my birthday? Weird but okay.
The day went on and Justin called and said happy birthday, I told him I may get a few friends and grab a drink. He was upset and asked what if he had something he just hadn't told me about? Needless to say I decided to stay home. This had me in tears. I've always had horrible birthday parties that I just stopped celebrating. He wanted to know exactly when I got out of class so he could meet met at my apartment as soon as I got there. He was doing a whole gentlemen thing that was really attractive. (At this point I figured I'd head to Justins, a few friends would stop by, we'd have fun and he woudl start moving stuff over to Mary's).
During class I spoke to Becca and we chatted. She was all for a night in doors which I could understand. I would see her eventually and we could celebrate just whenever anyone had a chance adn wanted to.
Justin picked me up on time and we were on our way back to Merident, He had to stop by Mary's first though, he wanted to start moving in and drop some stuff off. Shrug okay. His car started to overheat and I kept suggesting we just go to his place and drop the stuff off on the way back. He wanted to do it now. (This should have been a hint but of course I was oblivious to it).
He was carrying this huge bag that looked a little heavy and I offered to carry it but he said no. I asked what he had in there and he just said some stuff so I expected books, Again this should have been a hint but I was oblivious again.
I open Mary's door waiting to see her furocious kitten when I hear "SURPRISE!" and theres cake, camera and friends. I was compltely shocked. I had NO idea and it was my frist surprise party. I teared up again. We went to drop Justins bag off in his bedroom but he took it to the living room. It was all the ingredients to make a Bahama Mama. They were amazing.
I got to sit with friends, have a few drinks, eat cake and head in. It was nice to be able to drink and not have to worry about driving home. I was able to have a buzz and enjoy it. Justin drove me home and walked me to my door for a goodnight kiss. We both had work tomorrow and plenty of things that needed to be done before we headed in so we went separate ways for the night. No problem.
Apparently he had this planned for a week. We spoke on the phone the whole way he drove home and each time I tried to tell him how great it was and how much it meant I would tear up again and we'd have to change subject. It was the best birthday yet. I was blown away.
Mary called to see what was up and we made small talk for a little while. Then she asked if Justin was coming over and if I had heard from him. I instictively said no because he spent Monday night with me and can't make the drive out here frequently. Then it hit me that he hadn't even called to say Happy B-day and it as almost noon and why hadn't he just spent Tuesday night with me so we could be together on my birthday? Weird but okay.
The day went on and Justin called and said happy birthday, I told him I may get a few friends and grab a drink. He was upset and asked what if he had something he just hadn't told me about? Needless to say I decided to stay home. This had me in tears. I've always had horrible birthday parties that I just stopped celebrating. He wanted to know exactly when I got out of class so he could meet met at my apartment as soon as I got there. He was doing a whole gentlemen thing that was really attractive. (At this point I figured I'd head to Justins, a few friends would stop by, we'd have fun and he woudl start moving stuff over to Mary's).
During class I spoke to Becca and we chatted. She was all for a night in doors which I could understand. I would see her eventually and we could celebrate just whenever anyone had a chance adn wanted to.
Justin picked me up on time and we were on our way back to Merident, He had to stop by Mary's first though, he wanted to start moving in and drop some stuff off. Shrug okay. His car started to overheat and I kept suggesting we just go to his place and drop the stuff off on the way back. He wanted to do it now. (This should have been a hint but of course I was oblivious to it).
He was carrying this huge bag that looked a little heavy and I offered to carry it but he said no. I asked what he had in there and he just said some stuff so I expected books, Again this should have been a hint but I was oblivious again.
I open Mary's door waiting to see her furocious kitten when I hear "SURPRISE!" and theres cake, camera and friends. I was compltely shocked. I had NO idea and it was my frist surprise party. I teared up again. We went to drop Justins bag off in his bedroom but he took it to the living room. It was all the ingredients to make a Bahama Mama. They were amazing.
I got to sit with friends, have a few drinks, eat cake and head in. It was nice to be able to drink and not have to worry about driving home. I was able to have a buzz and enjoy it. Justin drove me home and walked me to my door for a goodnight kiss. We both had work tomorrow and plenty of things that needed to be done before we headed in so we went separate ways for the night. No problem.
Apparently he had this planned for a week. We spoke on the phone the whole way he drove home and each time I tried to tell him how great it was and how much it meant I would tear up again and we'd have to change subject. It was the best birthday yet. I was blown away.