Alright, so I am possibly, probably, The World's Most Useless Blogger. I have been awful busy though, planning a surprise birthday party for my now-twenty-one-year-old brother. I feel fairly safe in talking about it here because I'm not sure he even really knows what a blog is (he doesn't really know much about the interwebs at all, and is probably pretty much the only twenty one year old in this country that this is true of!) and even if he did it's unlikely that he'll stumble across this blog in the next twenty hours and discover what we're planning. Especially as he's off to Colchester Zoo tomorrow to be a Zookeeper for the day (yes, that's what he wanted for his birthday! Well, he actually wanted to swim with sharks but it's too far so he's going to play with meerkats instead). Although, just in case the highly improbable has happened and he is reading this: Hello JJ, sorry I spoiled your birthday surprise. Hope you had fun at the zoo and your legs didn't get chewed off by a leopard. I'll buy you a drink either way. Big hugs, lotsa love..
It's been hard work keeping the surprise party under wraps. Not so much from JJ, but keeping it off Dylan's radar has not been easy. We've had to talk in code whenever he's been around so that he doesn't catch on and go and blow the whole thing! I think we might have managed it, hopefully! Just got tomorrow to get through, several bazillion (OK, slight exaggeration!) sandwiches to make, a hall to decorate, balloons to blow up and tie together, a cake to transport (CAREFULLY) to the hall, and that should be that. Ha, I make it sound so simple. Oh, yeah, and we only have an hour to decorate. Eek.
Still, it will hopefully all be worth it when he gets there and sees lots of people waiting to celebrate with him. I doubt he'll even notice the balloons! I'm going to go and blow them up anyway though.. it might help relieve some of the stress.
All together now: deep breath.. exhale..
