The Secret Keeper

The Brit's always been upfront with me--he states quite clearly that he's horrible at keeping secrets. This has proven itself to be true on a number of occasions. He'll get so excited he'll tell me what the gift is that's wrapped under the tree. He's just the excitable kind, I guess. LOL

But he pulled THIS one off.
He got my employee to find someone to cover hours I was suppose to be working this evening.
He DUG through all sorts of address books to find the phone number for one outta state wiseperson in my life, and located the second number for the OTHER wiseperson in my life. Both got called and invited to the dinner--one came 7 hours with his wife (she's a great little AlAnon....LOL) for the occasion....the other has a not well wife and wasn't able to attend.
Himself arranged this all with the help of a pigeon who's heading out for Boston tomorrow--so it was arranged very strategically and very, very quietly--the sneaks!
Apparently there was a heart's desire to celebrate my anniversary with a flourish--before it actually arrives on the 6th.

So there we were-- four generations of 'sponsor/pigeon' around the table for dinner at this Japanese Grill where they flung spatulas and flipped veggies for us to catch in our mouths...LOL
And he thinks he can't keep a secret!
I didn't have a CLUE.
Happy Anniversary to ME!