Why is it that I rarely can be surprised? What is it about me that I tend to see things coming? Am I observant? Am I expectant?
Eric surprised me in a bad way once (I'm not holding it over your head, just acknowledging it for the sake of my thought progression). He's made a few attempts over our years together to surprise me on Valentine's or birthdays, but hasn't really achieved that. Ooh wait, one year he surprised me with a gift certificate for a massage at a local day spa. I wasn't expecting that, and it led to my eventual attendance of massage therapy school. So that was kind of a big one, and that surprise actually shaped a part of my life in a way. :)
I was surprised when my daughter turned out to be a daughter. I was convinced that I was pregnant with a boy.
Lately I have discovered that I'm often wrong when I interpret people's reactions. It's been a difficult task for me to accept that my predictions / assumptions / interpretations might be incorrect. I take it as a growth stage that I'm in though. It's all part of my master plan to have my life be fluid and just go along for the ride. So maybe I'll start to be surprised more and more...