The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

Good Lord I had a terrible revelation this morning.

Yesterday my brother and I had a few emails back and forth with someone from Helsinki, Finland. The question was asked, "Should I send the recipe in Finnish or English"?

My brothers most eloquent reply: "Finnish, or course. We do not want to provide Mom with something that she will actually cook."

Oh no. Mom getting recipes in the mail. Mom turning on the oven. Mom inviting us up to try her new pumpkin bread.

We're screwed.

Well, I'm screwed. Kevin lives 500 miles away from the cooking. I'm not so fortunate.

So, do me a favor please, people. Either send Mom an incomplete recipe, a recipe in another language, or if you won't do that, then please make is a really good recipe. I'd prefer Mom to not actually use the recipes, but I have a feeling I won't be that lucky.

The whole 'play a prank on Mom' thing is going to bite us me in the butt. Ugh.