Although I don’t know the exact path I followed to get here, Susan Spann has a weekly writing prompt on Mondays on her blog. Since I don’t blog very often, I thought perhaps it might be interesting to play along. Therefore, this is my first response. Her prompt was “surprise”.
I have always wanted a surprise party. A group of my friends getting together on my birthday to have cake and ice cream and chit chat about who knows what and possibly play video games. For awhile, when I was between the ages of fourteen and twenty, I got my hopes up every year that someone would have a surprise party. I was surprised every year by disappointment when no one had a party for me. One year I even thought my mom had done something for me because she kept telling me she wasn’t doing anything for me, hadn’t gotten a cake, didn’t intend to…

She meant it, though. She didn’t do anything for me. There was no cake, no ice cream, definitely no surprise party. They were surprised when I showed up at their house for traditional cake and ice cream. She offered to go get me something when I looked crushed, but by that point I was inconsolable.

I gave up on the idea of surprise parties after that, but secretly, somewhere down in the depths of my heart, I still hope for a surprise party every year, that friends I didn’t expect will show up for dinner. The closest I’ve come was last year when a pair of friends came down for a write-in and went with us to dinner. Thanks to their generosity with the sangria, I couldn’t drive home. My sister bought dinner for me. It was a nice dinner.

Maybe someday someone will know. I can’t tell them, you see, because that would be cheating. It won’t be a surprise if I tell anyone, right?


About Carrie Fulk Vaughn

Carrie Fulk Vaughn (C.V. Madison) is a licensed massage therapist, author of LGBTQIA, Urban fantasy, horror & romance. Gamer geek full of Mountain Dew and schadenfreude pie. Twitter addict. Ball jointed doll collector.

Posted on October 16, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Hi C.V. – it’s nice to meet you and I’m delighted that you’re playing the new blog game! I’ll toss up a prompt every Monday, and I’m thrilled to see more people playing along.

    I’ve always thought a surprise party would be big fun, too – though like you nobody’s ever thrown me one. We did have one for my mother one year – it was a “round number” birthday for her and my son was turning 8 – their birthdays are one week apart. My son decided that he really wanted to see Las Vegas (a weird request, but he had friends who had gone and he wanted to go) and since my mother loves Las Vegas we told her we were taking my son for his birthday – and would she like to go?

    Unbeknownst to her, my brother and sister in law made plans to go too (and brought my niece) and we surprised her the first night at the hotel with a family birthday party and a pendant we’d had made with all of her children and grandchildren’s birthstones in it. She was so surprised! So even though I never had a surprise party, at least I got to throw one for someone else, and that was almost as nice, I think.

  2. Aww, that story broke my heart. Your mom didn’t get you cake and ice cream on your birthday? *sends virtual cake* One day you’ll get your surprise and it’ll be better than you ever dreamed!! 🙂

  3. I think I might have grown out of that whole surprise thing by now. Now I’m happy if someone even remembers my birthday. 🙂

    I also think mom might have thought someone over 20 didn’t need a birthday cake from their mother. She’s asked me every year since then if I want cake and ice cream. She even drove two hours two years ago to bring me a giant cupcake. 🙂

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