An hour and a half. That is how long my dear forever mom spent ironing things this afternoon. They are this mammoth things she calls table cloths, and I know what their presence around here signifies. Excitement. From the ground up, there was a sense of enthusiasm for something that’s happening soon today.
I can only assume something special is happening tomorrow, since my beloved forever people spent the majority of their Saturday cleaning and cooking and there is this pork roast in the oven right now that is making my little doggie mouth water like nobody’s business. It’s a good thing I reminded mom to get those roasts in the oven, because they need to cook low and slow and it’s already almost 10 p.m. But what do I know?
Anyway, all of this leads me to believe something is definitely up. But the best and worst thing about this is one in the same. I don’t know what’s happening tomorrow. I know something special must be going on, but I have no idea what it is. Which is kind of funny because I know people deal with surprise differently.
My mom loves a good surprise every now and then. She turns to emotional mush when dad plans something for the two of them to do she wasn’t expecting. It doesn’t matter if it seems silly – it’s the thought and planning behind it that matters.
My dad on the other hand could probably take or leave surprise. He prefers to know what’s coming, to see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel before reaching it. He’s not the reading type, but if he was I would imagine him to be the type who skips to the end of the book to see what’s coming. Then I know he would enjoy the rest of the book a little more because he knew in advance what was going to happen.
Anticipation drives me kind of crazy, so I side with dad on this one. And tomorrow is no different. I have absolutely no idea why mom spent so much time ironing table cloths this afternoon. Or why there are 12 pounds of pork roasting in the house right now. Or why my people went on a mission to find baby Carter something perfect to wear tomorrow.
All I know is I’m excited. And for right now that’s enough.