I do so love them! (um..the pleasant ones. Sometimes the unpleasant ones too. The former make me feel loved, and the latter - 'wiser by experience' ;) )
The love for pleasant surprises must be genetically inherited.
It was plain from my mom's reaction that she was much more than delighted when I popped a merry face at her from behind a bouquet, at 11.15 in the night last saturday.
the 2-day trip to Pune was a fantabulous thing...i've got so many things to write about that I'll stop right here.