Ever since I was a little kid I have loved surprises. I remember vividly every year when I sat on Santa’s lap I would ask for a surprise. I was never one to snoop around trying to find the hidden presents before Christmas or my birthday. The first year I was married, Steve’s mom asked us what we wanted for Christmas, and I told him to tell her to just pick something out for us. He told me it didn’t work that way, if you don’t tell them exactly what you want, you will get cash in replacement of the gift. I think knowing what is inside the box before you even open it takes most of the fun out of it. This is also why, when I get pregnant someday, I don’t want to find out if it’s a boy or a girl until it is born. I love the anticipation of a surprise.

So, why do I bring this up? Because, Steve is planning some kind of surprise for me. A about 3 weeks ago Steve told me that a package might be coming in the mail, and I was not supposed to open it. Today, when I got home from work there it was, on the door step.

For the last three weeks there he has been secretive about things and there were times I wasn’t allowed to go into the extra bedroom. Every time he said or did something weird, he said “I’ll explain later- like in three weeks.”  (My birthday is in the first week of October) Now, I could try snoop around and I know I could find out everything- because let’s be honest, Steve is not very good at covering his tracks. But I love a surprise! So, when I finally know the reason for all of his strange behavior (I mean more than his normal strange behavior), I’ll let you all know.

For those of you who missed it, let me rub it in…

After seeing his show the other night, I asked Steve if we could name one of our babies after him because he put on such an amazing show. One of the highlights of the show was when he played Volcano– he sat at the edge of the stage with no mics, just him and his guitar. Yep, just him without any equipment and other people playing. The whole venue (Mckay Events Center) went silent. It was awesome! And he also played a 3 song encore.
The first time I ever saw Steve was at a “guitar night” and he played “Cannonball” and “The professor” by Damien Rice, so there is also a lot of sentimental value when I hear his music.What a fun night!

(–Oh and just a thought, every time I go to an event and they ask to look inside my purse, they take a quick peek and call it good. What is the point? Just to give people a false sense of security? If I had anything illegal or dangerous I could have just put it in a separate pocket in my bag or even just under my wallet and they would never see it. Not that I encourage that kind of stuff, it’s just a thought….)

(Don’t send me your comments about how funner is not a word- I don’t care.)

A few weeks ago Steve and I went to Lagoon and this last weekend we went up to Blackfoot Idaho for their town parade. While these things are fun in there own right, we have a new game that we play to up the fun factor of such activities. Next time you go to a place where a lot of strange/white trash people gather, try our scavenger hunt game. Here are some of the examples of things we set out to look for:
1.) Person wearing overalls with either no shirt underneath, or one strap down
2.) Rat tails (the haircut with the long straggly piece in the back)
3.) A parent yelling at/hitting their child (I know it is not funny, but inevitable at these places)
4.) Mullets
5.) Matching family T-shirts
6). “I’m with stupid” shirts
7.) Missing front teeth (anyone older than 10)
8.) Twelve- fourteen year-olds smoking (again not funny but…)
9.) Couples walking with their hands in each others back pockets
10.) Kids wearing beer T-shirts/ Hustler T-shirts
11.) Words or designs shaved into hair
12.) Mid-drifts
13.) Fanny/front packs (way too easy)

Anyone thought of anything we missed? I’m sure there is more. I wish I would have taken pictures of these people to add to this post, but I try out this fun game and post pictures of any of these thing you have spotted. Trust me it is a fun game.