We then discovered the wonderful scent of cinnamon. We looked around and realized that there were two bowls of cinnamon-scented pine cones sitting on our table. How was this possible?
Our reactions to the scene were priceless. Jess M jumped up and down, Elizabeth and I stared in disbelief, and Kirsten... I am not sure what she did, but she was excited!
Jenny and Ashlyn came home today and didn't notice everything since we were in the midst of a Thanksgiving feast and a rearranged apartment. Jenny was sitting next to me and said, "It smells like cinnamon, it smells so good!"
I got soo excited and grabbed her arm and said, "Oh, we had a Christmas miracle!" (I had told everyone this all day, I was so excited)
This was unfortunate timing because Ashlyn was about to say a prayer on the food and Jenny was so caught off guard by my reaction that we both started shaking with laughter - trying not to disrupt the prayer.
Well... we finally found out who was responsible. It was who I had expected all along. Ryan and Bailey. If we had guy roommates, it would be these two. They practically live here, and we love it.
Needless to say, we were in shock that they had been so kind. And we had to find some way to thank them.
So naturally we blew up balloons, wrote Merry Christmas on them in different languages, and each brought an "offering for their table." I brought two beautifully colored eggs, Ashlyn took a pie, Jenny offered tea, Jess had some bubbles, and Elizabeth relinquished our rubber duck.
We knocked on their door and a girl answered. We were slightly confused but Jenny and I had been there before so we were still confident when we asked, "Do Bailey and Ryan live here?" She replied, "No."
"No?" We were lost. They were either ghosts or they had been transported. We knocked on two more doors with no luck. One guy looked them up in the directory and let us know that they indeed lived in apartment #10. But that random girl said they didn't.
So we called them, and sure enough, they came out of apartment #10. We put on a little show and Elizabeth completely failed and couldn't stop laughing when she went to say, "Mitt Romney is coming to town. Ho, ho, ho." (he is coming to speak on Tuesday)
We put on the little show with the balloons outside, and then presented our offerings by literally placing them on the table.
We were all pretty loopy and couldn't stop laughing. They probably thought we were a little strange but I think they enjoyed it. It was the least we could do. After all, they did provide us with a Christmas miracle.
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