I came back from our trip to Burkina Faso, walked into my apartment and found this sign and several little gifts wrapped up. There was a note, and it was from several people saying how much they missed me and how they had wanted to get me something special...it was sooooo sweet.
The gifts were a bit strange...
- a small package of needles "because I like to sew"
- several garbage bags "because I like to keep things clean"
- ear plugs for the future "because apparently Joel snores"
They were "unique" gifts but I just figured my friends were being creative... I texted them all, thanking them for their kindness and throughtfulness and how wonderful it was to come home to that.
And then I went to my bedroom and opened the door -- actually, I TRIED to open the door, and managed only a bit. You know why?
There were balloons everywhere!
My room was covered. 401 to be exact. The gifts suddenly seemed quite useful, and I suddenly realized I should have waited to text them... :)
And how did they get into the apartment, you might ask? Sneaky Joel had grabbed my spare key without me seeing before I left!
The culprits hard at work... they made themselves quite at home, it seemed. :) Thanks for the photos, Popo!!!
Innocent faces?! I think not.
But the story doesn't end there. Just a couple days ago, Joel and I were taking a walk, and we walked by these dumpsters next to a clothing store. And right next to the dumpster was a shopping cart, with different mannequin pieces...what a sweet opportunity to give a gift to our friends Bob and Pauline, we thought. Plus, Joel was having trouble walking, kind of leg-ing behind (haha), so we did what any normal person would do. We picked up a white leg.
I was trying to look evil and mischievous, and really, just trying not to laugh. Can you tell? And Joel was...well, I am not sure. I think it was a special face just for Bob.
We wrote them a sweet note, not signing our names of course, and asked one of the neighbors to let us in, which they gladly did.
We propped her up against their door and admired our handiwork.
Who WOULDN'T want to come home to this?!
They were SOOO happy to find this when they got home. Oh, and Bob -- we wanted to make sure you appreciated the fact that it was white. To match your walls :)
The moral of the story is...KNOW your friends and how you can best love them!