I hate surprises. It's true. I love to give Christmas presents but I do not like to get Christmas presents. I do not like any sudden moves. Especially in traffic. I don't like windfalls. I coulda been planning. Just don't surprise me. Those closest to me know that and speak quietly but firmly when they approach me from the rear.
So guess what happened to me on a Monday morning?
I got North Dakota. true, true, true. North Dakota! Hang on; I need to break for a moment for the Happy Dance. okay, I'm back. I'm just so darn happy about this! North Dakota came in the US Mail, out of the blue, a complete surprise, just for me. I loved it. My friend who surprised me is a courageous person and I think, I know, he rocks! Nort DAAkota. mine. quarters. remember? I've been looking for North Dakota....
There was another thing on my desk, besides the morning mail, that I was slightly irritated with because I didn't put the thing on my desk and my desk should not be a holding pen for others to actualize surprises. So I opened the bag with more than a certain impatience; surely the cretan who surprised me with this bag should know better? know quite better? ? ?
Know what was in the bag? a fire engine red, silver and gold OCC cap, get this:::: autographed by Paul Sr., Paul Jr. and Mikey! TRUE STORY. An absolutely incredible surprise, just for me. And I loved it. IIIIIIIII loved it.
Am I growing? Am I changing? maybe. sure nice to think about. What's really nice to think about are my friends who are brave and rise above my best protestations. Is the sweetest surprise in all of life to find that you are loved?
I think so.
The 'Kan EWA