Your Mama Made Me Do It

OK, depending on who is reading this, maybe not your mama. But to one blog reader/sister-in-law in particular, this one's for you. (But the rest of you can read along. It might be fun!)

See, our little group of friends has a little tradition. One that involves vacations. More specifically, breaking into the house of the friend who is on vacation, and messing things up. We are a group of jokers, as many of you may recall by the toilet on Tracie's porch and the feet on Tarah's pillow.

But today it was Holly's turn. Holly is wonderful, and I have messed with her house before. But today, I did something a little different.

And her mother made me do it.

Really, it's true. My mother-in-law called last night with the idea, and even offered to watch my kids while I went over there to accomplish my task. My mother-in-law did NOT tell me to call Tracie and have her meet me there and so her own brand of pranking, though, I did that on my own.

Oh, and if you want to visit Tracie's blog and see her take on it, click here.

So what did I do, exactly? Well, I'm not going to tell quite yet. Because Holly is coming home soon and I want it to be a surprise. Shall I give a hint? Oh, OK!

Holly just bought a brand, spankin' new car. Like really, she got it the day before they left. Would I be so mean that I would do something to her brand new car? Maybe.

Was I able to gain access to the inside, even though she hid the keys super-well? I don't know. I do not have a past as a criminal, but my brother and I learned to pick locks as kids. Don't ask, that's another story for another day.

Is Holly FREAKING OUT right now? Yup, you bet! Just remember, Holly, your mother made me do it.

And that's the best part of all.