constant narrator

I just back from Iowa where my brothers and I threw an enormous and fabulously fun surprise party for my Mom’s 70th birthday. She had no clue.

I have never lied so much in my life.

M and I flew in on Friday, and after a series of “mishaps” (and the most anxiety-ridden morning I can remember) lured her to Iowa City for “lunch” with my brother and his partner. There she opened the door to the Iowa River Power Restaurant to find all my brothers (from all corners of the country), their partners, grandkids, foster-brother and their kids and 70 friends hooting and blowing horns and making noise. It was awesome. I have never seen my mom so speechless for so long. She then proceeded to bawl, get a glass of wine and promptly kiss a handsome young waiter on the lips. My goodness!

I was so proud of all her her friends for not spilling the beans, as they’re all phone hounds and talk to her for hours on end. They were wonderful! The food was awesome, drinks were awesome, the weather was awesome, cake was awesome, it just completely kicked ass. My brother Andrew is a rockstar event planner!

Mom has spent the last few days reliving it with me and her zillion friends on the phone. I think it will give her something happy to chew over for a while.

It took a lot of work and time. We love her, she’s worth it.