For every surprise event I've attended, that is one more that I've wished for myself. Younger HB always felt that the lack of surprises meant that she wasn't cared about or for with the same force that others cared for their loved ones. Older HB gets queasy and jittery complete with butterflies flying in perfect formation in her belly at the thought of a remote surprise. I'm one of those people who flinches at sudden movements. I'm one of those people who apparently was beaten far too many times as a child thus, my startled state when someone moves their hands to emphasize a point in close range.
I do not do rapid, unanticipated things. They scare me.
But apparently I do, for in just a few moments, I'm getting a spontaneous visit. And now I'm going to shock the shit out of myself and both make my bed, vacuum and pick up my W-2 from off of the floor.No Pasa Nada: we never cease to amaze you.
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