Patience Just isn't in my vocabulary

Every morning after coffee and feeding the kid, I go straight to my computer and check all of my mails and such. First it's facebook because it's my new favorite then to myspace...twitter...blogger and so on. Lastly is always my regular email. Why? Because I'm don't want to open my email and find out how many messages and comments I have gotten over night. There is something about the surprise of finding out when you log in to that account.

This takes me back to a story from my childhood. You see it was Christmas morning. I was a 5th grader and no longer believed in Santa, however since I had a younger sister and brother my parents said if you quit believing you quit receiving. All of us kids always slept in the same room on Christmas Eve so that we all came out of our room at the same time. Santa always left our presents from him unwrapped and my parents wanted the surprise to happen all at once. This particular Christmas however I talked my sister into going out and seeing what Santa had brought me and to tell me. I just couldn't handle not knowing.

Being the great little sister that she was she did it. She came back into the room and told me I had gotten the Dallas Cowboys Starter Coat that I had been wanting. While I was excited that I had gotten what I wanted I was also upset that SHE had ruined my surprise! LOL! We still joke about this store today.

Another instance of this trait of mine is that after monday night's bachelor episode I just couldn't stand not knowing who Jason is picking so I decided to search for spoilers and now if what i've found turns out true my heart will be crushed!!!!

So the conclusion of the story is If you're planning a surprise for me please don't tell me you have a surprise for me. It will kill me. And I will find a way to find out what it is!!!