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My birthday was last month, so I was not expecting to go to my sister’s house and walk in on my husband and aunt assembling a happy birthday banner and blowing up balloons. That’s what I get for getting there early. We all stared at each other, and I was like, “Uh, you aren’t supposed to be here?” And the husband was like, “YOU’RE not supposed to be here till 2:30!” Whoops! So I turned around and went back to my car and drove around awhile, then he texted me to come back. Apparently while we were on vacation my husband and sister started plotting this, and they have been plotting since then, INCLUDING some of my employees who were there at the party. I had NO IDEA. I’m glad they all use their powers for good. My two best friends who live in CA were on Facetime when I walked in too. Like, all these people went to all this trouble for lil’ old ME??? How great is that? Also, I turned 42 this year, so it was a “Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Galaxy” themed party, so we all got towels as party favors. I’m feeling like a hoopy frood.

Illustration for article titled So I ruined the surprise at my own surprise party

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