Surprises

When I surprised my mom it was priceless. I knocked on her door, which was open so I let myself in to watch her face go from confused to confounded to flummoxed to simply surprised and finally glad.
She described what she thought when I walked in like this:
"It was 2 pm, and the only people who knock on my door at 2 are Jehovah's Witnesses but as the door swung open I saw the shirt you were wearing and it was NO suit and I wondered who the hell would knock other than a witness. Remember your face was blocked by the door at this point, then the door swung open all the was and I saw it was you, but I knew full well it could not be you. Finally it sunk in when you spoke.
That was when she said hello and gave me a welcome hug.
When I went to surprise my sister I did not get quite as positive a reaction. She knew I was coming down but thought that I was going to be days later to North Carolina than I was, as a matter of face as far as she knew I was going to surprise Mom in Baltimore. Instead I show up at he office carrying a bag of cheese curds the day after I called her to let her know I was leaving Denmark. Her first word to me was "Liar" then she said thanks for the cheese curds, she after all was very happy that they still had squeak.