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Yesterday I got the best surprise ever! And the timing was impeccable.
I had just pulled into the grocery store parking lot when my husband called my cell.
J: “Hey honey, what are you doing?”
Me: “Just running errands. Unfortunately I’ve allowed that bitchy woman at the department of licensing to ruin my last half an hour. I’m literally still fuming about how rude she is.”
J: “Oh I know, she’s infamously terrible. Everybody [on the island] knows it…. Where are you right now?”
Me: “I’m at the grocery store.”
J: “Okay, stay there. Don’t go anywhere.”
The implication was that he was coming there with something to show me. I heard dogs barking in the background on his end of the phone and as I hung up I thought, “We are not getting a dog.” Not in a mean way– but in more of a baffled way– like “he can not possibly be thinking we’re adding a dog to our kidlet mix right now?” Okay, I was heavily influenced by the sound in the background– but I couldnt conceive of what else would be so urgent that he had to show me right now- for him to leave work while I was at the grocery store.
I’m standing in the aisle and I’ve just asked somebody where I can find the flower seeds when around the corner comes… MY DAD!
I should preface this by saying, my dad lives in Minnesota. I live in Washington.
“Dad!…Dad!… Dad!” It’s all I could really say. I repeated it several times in a very loud, surprised and sort of squealy way. I truly was so shocked to see him standing in the supermarket aisle a few feet away from me and the kids!
In a heartbeat I forgot all about that grumpy woman who doesn’t actually want to sell you car tabs and was gleefully giving my pop a hug!
I didn’t even care that the store doesn’t carry flower seeds!