Yes, I Have Been Scheming

Well I guess it's been a few weeks now, but I have a good excuse: I was scheming. Although my Favie jokingly accused me of it several times, little did he know how right he was! The surprise party last Friday for my Favie and Georgia Girl went off without a hitch, thanks to all of our fellow schemers, who Mr. Beer Pong and I could not have pulled it off without.

My original idea for this post was to reveal all of the little white lies that I have told over the past few weeks in order to pull this whole thing together. I tend to be someone that does not deal with a guilty conscience well, and I was thinking that maybe I should "purge" myself of all the stories I have told my significant other recently. But then the more I thought about it, the more I realized that maybe I should be a good magician and not reveal all of my secrets. So as a consolation prize, I shall recount a few secrets and thoughts, but maybe not every little thing:

• Be careful what you wish for: Over the summer, my Favie made a joke about how I needed to start planning his surprise birthday party. Well I think it was around the end of August that I first contacted Beer Pong about it. And see what happened?
• As it turns out, it's pretty hard to surprise someone that works at home, especially when I was not working for six weeks, and had to make up excuses to leave the house so that I could scheme.
• Email and myspace are the grand enablers of all scheming!
• I cannot count how many phone calls I made to people while hiding in the closet or the bathroom (with the bathroom fan turned on), as I was trying to scheme while he was at home working.
• Scheming makes a person totally paranoid, about everything.
• As my present to each of the birthday honorees, I made each of them a collage of pictures of all their family and friends. In order to put each collage together, I collected pictures from six different sources (I acquired over 200 pictures) and spent around fifteen hours cutting and pasting pictures onto posterboard. (I'm not trying to toot my own horn here, but making fun of myself for going a bit overboard and being so damn detail-oriented and anal-retentive about getting them perfect.)
  
• I cannot tell you how relieved I was when I found out that my Favie had planned to be out of town for five days during the week of the party. I'm pretty sure that I never would have been able to do the collages if he had been in town.
• I was afraid to talk to Georgia Girl for about two weeks before the party, because she is so darn nosy and I'm afraid I'm not always the greatest liar. Good thing she's not much of a phone talker! ;)

All in all, the most important part is that they were without a doubt, totally dumbfounded and surprised. All my scheming was totally worth it, just to see the looks on their faces. The party itself was a total whirlwind that was over before I knew it. We had a great turnout between both friends and family, and I thank everyone so much for helping us make it all happen!




P.S. I'm not sure if I should write this part, but for some reason it keeps bothering me, so maybe I should just get it off my chest. I have one regret only. I don't why, but I have really been beating myself up about the fact that I got way drunker than intended. As far as I know, I didn't really do anything embarrassing, but I pretty much don't really remember the end of the party or going home that night. A good hostess should never be the drunkest one there, but I think I might have been, only because I don't really remember anyone else "acting drunk." It's just that I was looking forward to this event for so long, and now I hardly even remember half of it. But the party was for them, not for me, so I've told myself to just get over it. Anyway, the most important thing is that the birthday boy and girl were surprised and had a good time! the end