Yesterday morning I was wiping down the dining room table when I happened to look out our large front window. I saw three mini vans pull into the driveway at the exact same time. Three mini vans with three dear friends inside.
When they walked through the carport and into the sliding glass door, I knew something was up. Their grins gave them away. As soon as they were in the living room they handed me a large apple basket. Inside was the newest issue of Martha, a pretty mug with hot chocolate and marshmallows, the Passionista's JANUARY mix (jealous?), a knit cowl, a blueberry scone from Starbucks (my favorite) and a card. I was instructed to read the card out loud and when I did, I could hardly believe the words coming out of my mouth.
Three of my favorite friends and I will be leaving on a jet plane tomorrow headed for Salt Lake. A long girls weekend.
Added bonus: they planned our girls only trip to perfectly line up with the Beehive Bazaar.
I love surprises. And birthdays. And really amazing friends + husbands.
I am counting down the seconds.