Sometimes, we girls need to be careful what we wish for. For example, I told Russ that I like romantic and cheesy surprises. Since that time, when he tries to surprise me, he actually usually makes me mad and THEN surprised/happy because he likes to surprise me by acting like he forgets things and then it turns out not only did he remember, he went the extra mile. Let me explain...
Like on April Fools Day. Every morning we called each other at 8:30 and shared the best scripture we read in our personal scripture study. Well, I called him on April Fool's Day and he was all groggy and was like, "Oh no! I forgot to wake up!" For some reason, this irritated me a little bit because I was frustrated that he slept so much and I am such a morning person. Then he told me to come out in the lobby. He had woken up extra early to take a shower and then got dressed in my favorite of his outfits and did his hair and he just looked great. Then he walked over to Chipman lobby to surprise me. So, it was really cute, but also fairly frustrating at first.
Now I would like to present exhibit two: coming home from Jerusalem. I was supposed to have a 6 hour layover in Chicago, but there was an earlier flight so I put myself on standby for that one. WELL through a serious of miracles, answers to prayers, and the misfortune of some family who didn't get to the gate on time, I got on the flight! So my plane was supposed to come in at 8:10. I called Russ and told him the flight would be in at 8:00. He tends to run late sometimes and I had been daydreaming about seeing him as soon as I got through security and so I really wanted him to be there early.
So we land in Salt Lake and I called Russ and told him that we were on the runway taxing and he told me he was about 20 minutes away. I was completely heartbroken. The flight was already 20 minutes late, and I had told him to be there 30 minutes before. So the four other engaged people from my program RAN off the plane to go see their fiances, and I just kind of sat back and let other people get off, thinking that perhaps if I stalled long enough, Russ would be there by the time I got to security. It took everything I had not to cry. I was SO mad at him!!!! I hadn't seen him in 7 weeks, I had gotten all dolled up in the Chicago airport for him, AND I was cranky/tired from flying for over 24 hours.
Then as I slowly sauntered towards security, I saw him. I just shook my head. I should have known he would do something like that. He was standing there with a rose and a sign (like people have when they pick up strangers) that said "Adri Carson (Lee)". I just walked over to him and gave him the biggest hug ever (thanks for the warning CJ - he really WAS taller than I remembered). I just started crying and saying, "I WAS SO MAD AT YOU! I WAS SO MAD AT YOU!!!!" He just laughed.
He told me he had driven 100 on the freeway to be sure and get there by 8:00 (on the way home, he promised Heavenly Father he'd dive 65 on cruise control :D). AND THE SURPRISE WASN'T OVER YET! There were roses in the car and THEN when we got to my apartment, my bed was made and there was a chocolate bar on my pillow. And, my favorite part was the balloons he got. He just tried to get a bunch so one said, "I'm a girl!" and another said, "It's a boy!" It was so cute! He even got me yogurt and milk and cereal to eat for breakfast because he ended up having to go into work for a while on Friday morning and he wanted to make sure I had breakfast.
In conclusion, I love Russ. He is amazing. His surprises are amazing too, even if they always seem to make me mad first. :)