The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

A Scrapbook -- it's like she's the Uber-Mom.

After a bit of post-surgical silence I have very little to offer in the way of updates. You see, it seems Amy is going to evolve into our main contact here -- Mom is deliberately keeping me out of the loop -- probably because she thinks I'm behind it. She's one sharp cookie.

Now, I did NOT do as much as I could have to keep her from thinking it's me -- mainly because I DID want her to actually participate. Thursday evening, after visiting Mom, I went and got her the P.O. box. I couldn't legally get it in her name, so my name is on the form and she's an authorized user.

Amy told me that smart chica asked them to show her the form and let them know who rented the box! So, she knows I'm behind it -- but I really don't think that matters because she has no idea what "it" is. Plus, I've neither confirmed nor denied my participation.

Anyway, I sent Mom the key "anonymously" in my (what I thought was barely disguised) handwriting. She thought it was from my Dad. Dad thought she had a stalker. He's a bit freaked out.

She checked the box. She called to ask if I'd sent her a barenaked ladies CD. I feigned post-surgical confusion. She said it was in a box with a letter from Julie. I said I have no idea who Julie is. She said my name was on the CD (stupid Barnes and Noble) so I had to admit to that (which is probably just a well, because thinking I'm behind it probably makes her less nervous.) She asked if I rented the box -- I said "I don't know what you're talking about I've got to go now." (Lame? Yes, but Hey -- I don't have the acting degree!)

She also asked me if it was a game? I didn't respond.

So, the second time she goes to the box -- how do I find out? Amy CALLS me about her post, after she puts it on the board. Now, MOM had called me right before she went, to say that she was going to take a little drive to the Royal Farms to get a burger for lunch. Not one peep about the box. Ugh! Then she told Amy. I think she's trying to torment me back!

Good thing the conspiracy goes deeper than she thinks.

Anyhow, since Dad is still nervous, I've taken one last risk. I included him. I sent him an e-mail with a link to the site. Hopefully he won't blow our cover. We could get great ammo from him if he'll play along.

Thanks so much to all the folks who sent Mom cards and keys. She's having so much fun! I like hearing about her having so much fun -- and she'll have a super-cool scrapbook too!