Travelin’Oma Week 4, Day 1. This class is fabulous and thought-provoking.
“Every party has a pooper…”
My husband and I have a pact: no surprise parties for each other. Not ever. No, really, never. If Joseph finds out about one being planned for me by someone else, he will report it to me immediately, and vice versa. In fact, we dislike surprise parties so much that we avoid attending them when they are given for other people at almost any cost. That is how uncomfortable they make us.
I know it may seem that I am a party pooper and I very well may be. But too many times things go wrong. Or people get anxious or embarrassed. Is that how you want to say “Happy Birthday,” by embarrassing the Birthday Girl or Boy? I certainly hope not.
Yet… I know there are people who love these kinds of things and thrive on the thrill of a surprise party. I cannot understand that in the least, but try to make allowances for people who purportedly enjoy them. I happen to be friends with some of these very nice individuals, but have difficulty relating to them in this particular facet of birthday experiences.
Therefore, I am just asking for two things here:
1)If you are going to throw a surprise party for someone,
do it because they love a surprise, not because you do, and
2) Never, I repeat, NEVER throw a surprise party for me
or I will very likely not be your friend any longer.
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2 comments:
I'm with you on the surprise parties!
I would usually agree on this. I was terrified my kids would plan some event with a bunch of friends from my past. If it was anybody but my very own family, I would not have liked it at all.
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