Monday, March 17, 2008

The Great Crisp Rice Caper

Okay, I know you aren't supposed to do service and tell, but this wasn't a secret anyway. So on Sunday night, a bunch of the kids from church got together and we made finals survival kits/Easter bags for our friends. I'd say Easter baskets, but all we had were brown paper bags. Some of us gathered round the table and decorated the bags with markers and stickers (finally a got to use my Class of '99 stickers for something!) while others filled the kitchen with the sweet smells of Rice Krispies Treats made with the finest generic brand ingredients money could buy.

Then we split up and delivered the goods to our fellows. Keefer and I were a team; we had to sneak into the dorms to make the deliveries. Basically that meant standing outside locked doors, trying to look as unsuspicious and unstalker/murdererish as possible until someone came in or out. But once we were in it was easy to find the right room, knock, and spread the love. It probably shouldn't have made me so happy—especially since there wasn't much in the bags: just the Treats, a few chocolate eggs, and some stray post-it notes1—but to see the looks on the faces of our unsuspecting friends was priceless. It was pretty late, so they'd open the door with that who's-knocking-at-this-hour look, but as soon as we said "Happy Easter" and handed over the goods, they each got this expression of real gratitude on their faces. It made my night.


Me cracking up with the decorations crew

Note to self: Respond with extra excitement to any future good deeds perpetrated towards me.


1 I knew Joe and I should've gotten the Hannah Montana pencils too! They were only 97¢! Why didn't we get them?

2 comments:

Special K said...

I wish more good deeds were perpetrated. In general.

Jennifer said...

I'm really proud of you. Note: I'm not being sarcastic here. I'm being sincere. You are a wonderful man. I'm proud of you and I'm proud you are my brother. Can't wait till you get home!