Shhhhh! It’s a Surprise.

I planned a surprise for The Fella’s birthday on Saturday night. All he knew was he needed to dress up and be ready by 6pm. I like surprising people. When people try to surprise me and I get a whiff of it, my control freak comes out so unless they are really, really good at hiding things from me (re: they are liarheads*) it’s not gonna fly.

blindfolded fellaSo we got all dolled up and I blindfolded him. (Kinky, I know.) As I’m driving along taking a circuitous route to confuse his sense of direction (which is, even blindfolded, better than mine), we stopped at a red light. I whipped out my camera and snapped a picture of him all decked out in his suit with my scarf tied over his eyes. Then, because the light was long and I feel compelled to photo document most moments of my life, I turned tshhhhh!he camera on myself. As I put my finger up to my lips in a “Shhh!” sign to pose for the picture, a girl crossing the street peered into the car, took one look at us and started laughing.

I don’t blame her. We were quite a sight.

Side note: At least I did not make him wear a decorated paper bag over his head that said things like, “It’s My Birthday!” which, yes, my sister did to me once upon a time. And then she took me on a very, very windy road wherein I worried I might throw up on myself before we arrived at the surprise location. Skip to the end: I didn’t puke and managed to eat at the surprise dinner party she and all my friends threw me. Awww. Cute.

Back to Saturday, I drove around a bit confused as to where to park since I knew it was on Pike right down by the Market but when I checked my directions I realized, oh shit, I didn’t write down the actual address! Quickly, I texted our friends, Wookie and Kitten, hoping they knew since the second part of the surprise was that they were joining us for the evening’s festivities. Luckily, I have prepared friends and am a very skilled texter even while driving. (Don’t ask The Fella. It makes him nervous when I text and drive.)

So now I know the address but um, I still don’t know where the damn place is. No addresses are marked down there! Ok, just play it cool. It’ll all work out. Just. Chill. Sizz.

Breathing. Breathing.

After we parked and started walking in the right direction, I started in on The Fella.

“Do you want to know where we are going?”

“No. You don’t have to tell me.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to know?”

“Do you want to tell me or something?”

“Um well. See? The thing is I think I know where we are going but you might know if I tell you and then you can help me.” (Sheepish.)

“Ok. . .Where are we going?”

“The Can Can Club!”

“What’s that? Is it French?”

Uh oh. We’re in trouble. We keep walking and luckily we ran right into Kitten and Wwookie and kittenookie standing out front of the club. Phew! We had arranged for VIP seats which, sadly, turned out to mean that two of us had our backs to the stage. We chose off of a pre-set menu and the food was just. . .alright. The mac & cheese Kitten and I had was runny but had good flavor, and the chocolate cake tasted like Entemann’s which was very disappointing. Despite the so-so food, the show itself was really good- awesome performers and good energy. I particularly enjoyed the end when they dragged three women on stage and then made them dance and gesticulate and sing along to the likes of “Here I Go Again” by Whitesnake while the scantily clad dancer guy gyrated around them. Everyone in the audience was singing along and clapping. I loved it.

But most importantly, The Fella had a good time. And that’s really all that matters. He was the birthday after all and my most specialist person.

*Liarheads brought to you by Kaply. Thanks, friend.

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51 thoughts on “Shhhhh! It’s a Surprise.

  1. Sounds like a great time and a very, very, thoughtful b-day dinner! Wow, now I gotta go download that Whitesnake song. I haven’t heard that in about 10 years. Though I do think of them and Tawny Kitaen every time I see a white Jag driving by, but that’s a much different story…

    Glad you all had fun Saturday.

  2. Ohhhh…how cute! My hubs wouldn’t even wear the blindfold! LOL! How cool was this? You two are such a great couple… already! ;)

  3. Sounds like had a great birthday, despite the sucktacular cake. I took my hubby to Chopstix for his birthday. They replaced Whitesnake with Sir Mix-A-Lot’s “Baby Got Back.”

  4. It does my heart good to hear how happy you and the Fella are :)

    One of these days you need to blog about how ya’ll met.

    And I too would have been cracking up had I been the girl.

  5. Oh he is just too damn cute all suited and booted with the scarf over his eyes! I loved your shhhhh picture! It sounds like you all had a great time :o)

  6. I’m not sure why, but I kinda want to print the picture of you “shhhh”ing and put it on my fridge. Don’t worry, I won’t. ;)

  7. Aww, you’re too cute with the whole surprise thing for The Fella! Sounds like a good night!

    PS- Look at you with the LONG hair from way before!

  8. The Can Can Club (because I forgot to mention it in the post) is a club/theater that serves dinner before and during the show. They put on burlesque-like acts that are very entertaining.

  9. What a sweet birthday gift! I love being surprised…genuine surprises (that are positive) seem to be rare as adults!

  10. Sounds like a lot of fun. Sometimes I miss living in Seattle like I did long ago. I miss all the nightlife. But, occassionaly I get up there to meet friends but we don’t seem to hit the hot spots like you! Can can sounds fun…maybe I’ll mention it to the ladies.

  11. Congrats on pulling off quite a surprise. I keep trying to do it, but fail miserably in the end. Glad to hear that the show was fun, too bad the food wasn’t better!

  12. My birthday’s in august, so you have plenty of time to plan.

    I still can’t believe he allowed you to blindfold him. And if I had been that girl at the corner…I’d have been in tears from laughing soo hard.

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