The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

He Knows! He Knows!

I called Dad. I told him that I wasn't able to send him a postcard from Boston (which is true) because I can never remember his address. Besides, I told him, he is already getting enough.

"Ah," He said, "I should tell you that someone ratted you out."
"Oh yeah, how so?" I asked.
"They sent a card that lights up that said "Dana sure made it fun." He tells me. (Which of course I know because someone commented about it.)

I had to tell him about the web site. Hopefully, he'll leave a comment telling you how much fun we had doing this. (All you have to do Dad is leave your e-mail address.. no one will see it and no spam will come to you.... if you are worried... lie and make up an address.)

Anyway, cats out of the bag... Linda gets off free and I (the perfect child) have been found guilty!

Thanks everyone!
-d