Upon returning to Richmond after the VA Beach Half-marathon, we were pretty much in the mood to take it easy. We spent most of the time here around the house, all being pretty tired. Monday morning was labor day, and Jason J. treated the house to a big stack of waffles. Now, I hear that some folks down in Cookeville take their waffles pretty seriously, and Jason seems to know what he’s doing (although, I’d put Angela’s baking up against anybodies — have I mentioned what a lucky husband I am?). He even made sure we had some maple syrup to top off those square grids of deliciousness. Having had a rather large breakfast at around 11:00 am, none of us felt much need for lunch. Jason, Matt, and I stayed home with me hanging up some photo frames while Angela and Stacie went
Me, Angela, Jason J., Stacie, and Matt all pose for a photo on the Lee Pedestrian Bridge in Richmond, VA.
That afternoon, we drove around Richmond for a little while since Matt had never been here before. We stopped at Tredegar Iron Works and walked over the Lee Pedestrian Bridge. I had hopes of taking some photographs of the bridge for wall art, but as it turned out, Angela had some secret plans which required getting back home. In my blissful ignorance, I drove us back home. Jason, Matt, and I went off on something of a fool’s errand while Angela and Stacie stayed behind (Jason claimed he wanted to buy a memory card reader). We hurried and then waited while Jason was receiving radio commands from the mothership as to when we were to arrive back home. I remained unaware that I was the central pawn in much larger events than electronics or grocery shopping. Upon returning home, the only strange tip-off I might have gotten was that there seemed to be a lot of traffic on our block. I muttered to myself that the neighbors must have company over. As I opened the front door to our house:
…a living room full of all our friends! Angela had thrown together a surprise party for my 30th birthday. I had been completely fooled. I mean, who expects a surprise birthday party ten days after their birthday, particularly when their wife’s birthday is in two more days? I was completely at a loss for words for the next fifteen minutes, which is unlike me around our friends and family. I distinctly remember asking my friend Travis when his 30th birthday was coming around and he kindly reminded me it had been months earlier, and I had been at his surprise party (although he apparently had figured out what was going on before hand, unlike me).
Well, Angela had gotten us ten Bottom’s Up pizzas and a large assortment of cupcakes for food. Instead of just having everybody bring me presents, we had a White Elephant party (called a Dirty Santa party in my family at Christmas). That proved to be great fun, and far better than just watching the birthday boy open up a bunch of cards. You can see some of the best photos from the party on Flickr. We had all the people who had birthday’s in the months of August and September get together for the singing of
Happy Birthday, which proved to be about a third of the party.
I’d said all along that I felt great being 30, and that party really only made me feel even better. I have a lot of great friends, and it was really wonderful to get to see so many of them all over having such a great time. I really want to say thanks to everyone who came and to Angela and the TN friends who schemed on this thing with her. It really meant a lot to me.