onepinkfuzzy

So our 10-year wedding anniversary is fast approaching, and I had no clue as to how we would celebrate. I wanted to do something big and fun, but Johnny really didn't seem to care as much as I did. So that meant no fun, let's-plan-this-together thing. Damn.

I had cat-sit and delivered wedding packages for a friend while she was back home in Indiana getting married, and she wanted to know how she could repay me. I mentioned staying at an awesome bed and breakfast in Tucson, but since our anniversary is close to a holiday and falls on a Friday this year (Dec. 30), they wanted a two-day minimum. Too expensive, so that was out of the question. I was crushed.

Yesterday, I e-mailed my boss saying that we should have a celebration. We just finished up five grueling months of planning, organizing, coordinating and facilitating public meetings, events and dedications for our clients (last night was the last one for the year). For our small firm, it was an amazing feat of incredible teamwork, coupled with intense hard work. I figured we should celebrate - have some brownies, some beer or champagne. Honor our hard work.

My boss immediately replied, "Absolutely! Tomorrow afternoon. Coordinate it. Now." Wow, that was fast. I expected something the following week. She wanted champagne, goodies, etc. She also insisted that I not let ANYONE out of the building before 4 p.m. She even made two people who had the afternoon off come in. I thought it was a little strange.

So this afteronon, as everyone is chowing down on brownies smothered in ice cream and warm chocolate sauce (I had my gallbladder-size portion, of course), she said she wanted to show her appreciated and recognition, so she had gift certificates for everyone, including a grand prize trip of a trip for two to San Diego or Las Vegas, complete with airfare, lodging, food for two - and two days paid vacation! Of course, I immediately thought of my anniversary. Oh, I wanted that grand prize with a vengence.

She lays out the envelopes on the table, for each of us to grab one. She counted to five, and we started opening them. My friend (the one who went to IN for her wedding) told me to start screaming to throw everyone off. So when I opened it, and saw "Trip for two" I started screaming - loudly. My friend said, "wait a minute" and I looked at her hands - it took a few seconds for everyone to realize that EVERYONE had won the "grand prize."

Wow! My boss bought all 15 employees a trip for two to San Diego or Las Vegas, complete with airfare, lodging, food and best of all, two days paid vacation.

I know what we're doing for our 10-year wedding anniversary! Now if only the grandparents will watch Ash for us....