Balloons

Oh boy, this morning Matisse took me over to campus early in order to decorate Mark’s office (her old Russian professor and dear friend). Yesterday we went over to Zurchers to get some balloons, confetti, and streamers. She had planned to put some of the confetti in the clear balloons, blow them up, and fill his office with them along with some other solid colored balloons. She also wanted to put streamers everywhere.

So, we went over this morning to his office, but since we didn’t have a key, we had to ask the secretary to open his office for us. However, the secretary said it was necessary that she had to stay with us and couldn’t leave us alone in his office. So, we put her to work to help us blow up the balloons by mouth. Surprisingly, I didn’t get that light headed.

We sat there for about 20 minutes decorating his office and blowing up balloons. Matisse was texting his wife to make sure he wouldn’t be going to his office around the time we would be there, so we felt confident we would get away with it. However, after blowing up a million balloons, I glanced down the hall and spotted him! I told Matisse, and we booked it out of there. He most likely saw us, but we abandoned everything, closed the door, and ran down the hall around a corner. We waited a few seconds and heard him open his office door. He was amazed and kind of embarrassed. All of the other Russian professors were there and were celebrating, and laughing with him. It was a sight to see. After a couple of minutes, we went to go say “hi” and wish him a happy birthday. It was a shame we didn’t get away in time, but I think it was still a successful surprise.