I won’t toot my own horn too much, but I have to say that there have been many epic surprises I’ve pulled successfully either on or in cohoots with my family. My siblings and I put together a surprise dinner for my parents many years ago nicknamed Operation SueRodge, we all threw a surprise wedding anniversary for my aunt and uncle a couple years back, and I even went so far one year during graduate school as to fly back to Virginia unannounced and have my cousin (thanks Jessica!) pick me up at the Richmond airport to surprise my whole immediate family over a long weekend. I dropped my bags, looked around, and said, “Guys, you seriously need to run a vacuum, this place is a MESS!”
Their faces were priceless. For everything else, there’s MasterCard.
So fast forward to yesterday, when Big G called and said she was coming. I’d had a long week (as you are all well aware hopefully) and it was maybe 8:30pm? I was falling asleep on the couch. Literally. But I hadn’t seen her in a while so I brewed a few cups of coffee and got ready to chat for a bit. When she got a call from a friend needing a ride from the airport, I agreed to go along, lamenting that she wouldn’t let me drive because she wanted to listen to her iPod (I prefer NPR because I am elderly). We got to the passenger pickup, wherein I volunteered to get onto the sidewalk and dance/boogie so that her friend could find us, as there were like 50,000 flights coming in late on a Friday night. When my sister Melissa came walking down the sidewalk, my jaw dropped to the ground. And I simply asked, “what are you doing here?!”
This was the face I made. Total shock.
Both of my siblings have little kids. And Utah, if you didn’t already know, is a lot of flights away from Virginia. Like, a thousand, and none of them are convenient ever. In life. Being “untethered,” I typically go home to see my family because they’re all centrally located, I have fewer responsibilities, and it gives me an opportunity to spoil my nieces and nephews. When I saw that my sister had surprised me with an unexpected weekend of sibs bonding, it was like a thousand champagne corks popping. We’ve had (and will continue to have) an incredible time. And truth be told, I am impressed that everyone in my family not only kept it a secret, but were straight up sneaky about it.
Fort Knox ain’t got nothing on them. Sneaky bastards.
So we’ve been rocking SLC like it’s 2014. We hit the farmer’s market, went shopping at Trolley, rocked all of the street fairs. We traveled all over the valley on the giant grid, my sister bewildered constantly as she’s only been here once before and I lived in a different part of town. We laughed so hard on the drive home from dinner I was crying. And tomorrow is going to be more epic. Stay tuned. Until next time, stay classy (and way to pull a fast one on me) Salt Lake.