My surprise #76

This maybe the lamest blog I have ever posted, but I really am feeling the need to give thanks where thanks is due. That and my friends and family read these blog postings so I want to give them my gratitude. Recently, my roommate moved out of my house. I had almost nothing. My living room was bare, I had no cookware, no washer or dryer, NOTHING. Since I have been going to school and work I have given my sister a key to my house in case she need to borrow something or get something her kids have left there. (As a side note, names will not be changed to protect those who were involved, sorry) Well, I left work one night called my friend Tash and asked her to meet me at Wal Mart I had to get some things. Well she was more than willing and said she had to pick up a part for a dryer for her friend Tim. You will realize how dense I am the further along this story gets. So we meet up get our stuff and she leaves and goes to another store. I decided to head to the drive-in and pick up dinner for myself, my sister, and Jenn, another friend. So when I get home I am kind of confused why my friend's parents truck is in my drive way. (And no I still have not figured it out and the thought never crossed my mind.) I knew that everyone was coming over to hang out and the next day we were suppose to go get all of this stuff I needed. Well, anyways, I walk into my house and I now have a kitchen table. Odd, when I left it wasn't there. I could not walk through my hallway, because my sister, Jessi, has crame packed it full with all the stuff from my laundry room. They had brought my washer and dry and my kitchen table all to my house while I was working. The funny part they all had slipped up at one point and I never even caught on. What great friends and family I have, ah?