Surprises and Reactions
Happy 19th Birthday Sarah! We threw Sarah a surprise party at Pegah’s last night. Details aside, the entire thing was hugely amusing and very successful. Every word that came out of Sarah’s mouth in the past week was essentially on the record, and used against her fully. Wine, cheese, Indian food…the whole dealio.
But more importantly, surprises rock. I suspect I might have posted about this before, but in typical me fashion, I’m too lazy to check. So I’m going to tell you again about how much I love reactions.
I made this realization a while back. I realized that, almost always, I do favors, help people out, and plan surprises for the fleeting reaction. That reaction. That one moment where the person realizes what I’ve done for them, that moment when their face is pure gratitude, or pure joy, or a mixture of the two. That one moment where they’re blown away and they just want to take it all in. I’m a complete sucker to be this way, but that reaction for me is worth all the work/sacrifice/effort it takes to get that reaction.
So, thanks Sarah. To be a bit selfish on your day, thanks for producing the perfect reaction last night. Utter surprise, extreme happiness, and just appreciation…it was worth every minute. It was just the icing on the cake, the cake that consisted of laughing about stealing all of your ideas for your own party, and knowing that you had no idea what was lying in wait for you.
Oh and all credit to Lindsey and Marlena and Pegah, all of whom did most of the work to put on the party. I was glad to be part of the unofficial planning committee, and to feel like I deserved just a bit of credit for that reaction. That reaction.
