JulieAnne, Marissa, and I were all out on a girls night and we were talking about each other's birthdays and when they were. I had mentioned that I had lied to my friend in high school about when my birthday was so many times that to this day she gets confused about it. Man I thought I was so funny in high school as a matter of fact I still think that I am so funny. JulieAnne had been asked when her birthday was to which she replied "March 19". Marissa then proceeded to put it into her phone so she would remember.
Jump forward th January 25. A measly 4 days from the girls night out. I get a frantic call from Marissa that went something like this...
M: JulieAnne's birthday is in March right?
J: Yeah that's what she told us.
M: Well she is a liar face according to facebook TODAY is her birthday.
J: What? Hold on I need to log into face book.
Holy Crap today IS her birthday! She lied to us.
M: That's kinda freaky how well she lied to us.
J: Yeah I am ashamed to say that I am proud right now.
M: We have to get her back. How are we going to get her back.
Both quiet thinking and texting JulieAnne texts about how she is a big fat liar face and how we can't believe she lied to us so well....
M: I know lets throw her a surprise party on her fake birthday on March 19 (insert malicious laughing and rubbing of hands together here). But we have to do something first so she doesn't think anything is coming. Let plan a second surprise party where we just come and pick her up and take her to dinner with just a couple of her friends.
J: Great idea.
We did just how we planned. Well not exactly how we planned. But, we did take her out for her birthday for a small little dinner (because she doesn't like being the center of attention and all)
We had a great time that night but we still had big plans for March 19th.
A couple week before the big day Marissa, Erin, Brooke, and I got together and planned out how it was all going to go down. We planned her favorite things to eat and we planned how we were going to get her to Marissa's house for her party. Which because I am such a good liar (something I am embarrassingly proud of)it was my responsibility. I feel like I must defend myself here. I wouldn't call myself a good liar as much as a good actor. Frequently when I do "lie" or as I like to refer to it as "Act" I do tell on myself quickly afterwards. Every once in a while I forget that I have told said lie and later down the line I have to confess. But nonetheless I do confess. Which makes me think that really I am a better actor then I am liar.
Back to my story....
Two week before her big party Marissa and I start feeling out the situation. We try to figure out if her husband is on call that night (which does not know anything about the party. We went back and forth several times as to if we were going to tell him or not and decided to not. Not that because we don't think he could keep a secret. OK I'm lying it is totally because we were afraid that he couldn't keep the secret. We also thought that maybe he would just act differently that day and somehow give it away). If she wanted to do a girls night. If she would be OK with doing it on a Monday and all of those sort of important questions.
Then the following week the day before the party it was my turn to shine. I got to "act" my butt off. I texted her about how Marissa was having a hard time because of her condition and that she nearly broke down in church crying because her husband has been gone so much at night because of work. That she was having a hard time with Ruby sleeping on her own. I even told her that Marissa's husband David came to me and asked if JulieAnne and I wouldn't mind checking up on her some evenings and making sure that she was okay.
Everything was going fine and dandy until JulieAnne over come with guilt told me what a horrible friend she was for not noticing any of the stuff that was going on around her. I almost caved right then and there. I felt so bad. But I did what most actors do and I kept playing my part. I stayed in character as we planned out a visit with Marissa the following night. How we were going to surprise her with a present and a treat. And how we were just going to sit there and visit with her while she got all of her frustrations out.
The plans were set for both surprises.
The next day at 7:30 the ladies that were coming to the party met and were bussed over to Marissa's house (so that when I pulled up with JulieAnne she wouldn't see all of the cars at Marissa's and be like, What the Crap? and we didn't want it to ruin her surprise) I then was put in charge of picking up JulieAnne. There was one snag some of the people were running behind and I had to stall.
I went to pick up JulieAnne and that is when I my most important "acting" role was about to come into place.
When she opened the door she excitedly showed me the "Butt plug" that she had got as a gag gift for Marissa and then I asked her if it would be OK if I pick something up from my house. But unfortunately after I picked it up I still had to stall. So I convinced JulieAnne to go to Fred Meyer with me and pick up a treat for Marissa. Almost as soon as I pulled into the parking lot of Fred Meyer I got a text that everyone was there and that I should hurry on over to her house. That meant that I then had to haul butt through the store with JulieAnne, pick up said treat and drive the 10 minutes to my friends house for JulieAnne to be surprised.
The way over to Marissa's we just bs'ed. I had to "Act" a lot about Marissa and her condition. Deep inside my heart was beating so fast and my palms were so sweaty from anticipation it was like I was going out on a date with someone for the first time. Finally I pulled into Marissa's house and awkwardly did some kind of shuffle dance thing where I was going first then I let JulieAnne go first then I hurried and got in front of her. Yeah it was so awkward its hard to explain. I knocked on the door and just let myself in. Marissa was just waiting on the couch for us to come. My big fear was that JulieAnne was going to be all "Hey Marissa here is the Butt Plug I bought for you. I hope it makes you feel all better. Because we all know how much better you feel when you have a handy dandy butt plug. But it would of been funny. The plan is and it worked out perfectly that all of the ladies kinda huddled together in the corner and jump out and yell surprise to JulieAnne as she rounded the corner.
It took us both a second to get our shoes off and our jackets off. I kept trying to get in front of her without making anything look to obvious. When she finally rounded the corner and people attacked her with silly string. A mixed look of confusion and horror was on her face as she turned to me and asked "What is going on."
I yelled surprise "Happy fake birthday Liar face"!
We did have a great evening. I even went home in a carb and sugar coma. All the way home we talked about my great lying acting abilities and how that the world should be afraid of my skills. I personally think that all of the great actresses should be afraid of my skills. I would put it up there with Madonna, Kristen Stewart, or any other actress in Hollywood named Jessica. I think I will aim for a Oscar. But I will settle for a golden globe.
Back row starting on the left: Marissa Murphey, Cathie Coombs, Melinda Harr, Robyn Newell, Brooke Cook, Richelle Lay, Erin Nicesonger, Dene' Quimby
Front row: Brittany Ard, Lindsay Peterson, JulieAnne Fisher, Bobbie Mason, and Me. The little girl is sweet Ruby who stole the whole show lets face it she's adorable!
(Sorry if I butchered any names here. I just wanted to be able to have my husband read them to me all The Notebook like when I am old and can't remember these days anymore)
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