I seem to have an affinity for ruining surprises My Airman has planned for me. Of course, I have absolutely no intention of doing so... it just... happens! I can't help it that we think alike! :o) I discovered my special "gift" when My Airman was deployed in Afghanistan last year. When he left, he brought a picture of us (taken on our first date) with him. After settling into his barracks, he cut the picture into a little home-made puzzle. Each time he sent me a letter, he would enclose a piece of the "puzzle"; on the back of each piece, he had written a reason he loved me. How sweet is that, right?
Well, one day when we were on the phone, we were talking about his return and how soon it was coming up. I knew he had only a few more pieces of the picture to send, and I said, "Hey! You know what would be a great idea?! You should save the last piece of the puzzle, and give it to me when you get off of the plane! Wouldn't that be neat?!"
I have never heard silence like I did that moment on the phone.
At first, I thought maybe the phone had been disconnected. Then, I heard him breathing, so I knew he was still there. After a few moments he said, "I can't believe you said that." I then decided I had made him upset and he didn't like my suggestion, so immediately began to apologize.
He finally told me, "Remember how I've been telling you that I have a huge surprise planned for you, and you can't know what it is until I get back?"
"Umm, yes," I said quietly.
"Well," he sighed, "I guess it's not a surprise anymore..."
The meaning behind his words sunk in. Boy, did I feel horrible! At the same time, though, I felt good, because it was wonderful knowing how sweet my husband was... even if his surprise was ruined! :P
I know there have been other times, but that was really one of the biggest ones that stands out in my mind...
Until now, that is. Last night, before we fell asleep, My Airman and I were cuddling and talking about our day. Conversation turned to upcoming plans, and, ultimately, to Jessica's visit. I don't know what made me think this, but I turned to him and said, "Hey, when we find out Jessica's fly-out date, you should make your leave for a few days longer. Then, we'd have some time together, and you wouldn't have to go back to work right away."
My Airman kissed my forehead, laughed, and said, "You know what? I think *kiss* I have solidified *kiss* in my mind *kiss* that you *kiss* will *kiss* always *kiss* ruin my surprises!"