Yesterday actually...
On my birthday (28th) I was at home with no presents, no cake, kids getting on my nerves, and just generally feeling down. Turns out my family was conspiring behind my back. My husband's job was to find out my favorite cake (cleverly done by asking what kind of cake I would have liked if he'd bothered to get me one). They didn't give me any clues at all.
Then yesterday the doorbell rang and my parents walked in with a cake my Dad made (German's Chocolate with buttercream pecan frosting), a big present (a stand mixer, which I needed), and even paper plates and plastic forks so there wouldn't be dishes to deal with.
My oldest son made a sign and blew up balloons and even had a game for everyone to play. He wrote my name in runes for me for my prize.
Never had a surprise party before and boy was I surprised! Those sneaky people.
