Tuesday / July 31 / 2012
When it’s okay to deceive your spouse
I have a confession to make. For the past two-and-a-half months, I have been lying to my husband. It hasn’t been easy, mind you. Skip-n-I share everything. We keep no secrets. None.
Except for this one. And friends, it was a big one…
This year, my husband turned 50.
As in, “half a century”. And with the covert help of our friend Bruce Lant, I planned a huge surprise party.
The inside jokes accumulated along the way are too vast to count, but our clandestine scheming proved successful as Skip was utterly astonished.
The befuddled look on his face was proof positive as he walked unsuspectingly into Bruce’s back yard, toting his musical gear to what he thought was a small, casual get together of fellow musicians.
The next eight hours delivered at least a dozen variations of bands, a special Whitney Houston song by our daughter Brittany, a canoe full of beer, several highly competitive volleyball games, traditional shots of Jameson, water pistol battles, cupcake kisses from our grandson Brody, and many, many “Over The Hill” jokes and gag gifts.
My favorite comment on the photo album I posted on Facebook was, “I can’t believe you booked him for his own party! LOL!”
By the time we tucked the sun in for the evening, more than 40 people had shared their affection and birthday wishes.
The love poured-out in heaping measure was a beautiful thing for a wife to witness. Several times, I found myself simply watching. I watched friends, old and new, embrace my husband and tell him how important his life is to this world. I watched Hubs try to soak it all in, still flabbergasted with the turnout of so many who care about him. It was sublime.
NEVER is it okay to deceive your spouse or significant other — unless… it’s to surprise him with the likes of a celebration of life.