The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

I spoke to Judy briefly this morning on my way in to work. She was already at work and would have to call me back later. We spoke briefly of Corinna's 18th birthday (today!) and about plans for Thanksgiving next week. She will be hosting dinner for family and friends, I will spend the day on a plane flying to Puerto Rico.

Towards the end of the conversation she asked me (once again) if I was absolutely sure I didn't know who was sending her all this random stuff in the mail. I told her that I did not, but asked that when she called back later that she do it with the letters close at hand so she could update me on what new stuff came in, since I get such a kick out of this. She said refused to talk about the postcards anymore until she finds out who is behind it. Her reason, she stated, was that one letter came in from Massachusetts and said they were "just 7 miles from Corinna" and that another letter came in from Lake Tahoe and she knows that Cecelia has friends there. So, she concluded, "it's obviously someone who knows a lot." I said: "so you're not going to tell me about the new ones?" and she replied that she probably would. I agree with Cecelia in that she sounds much more amused and excited by the entire thing as opposed to scared.

On the camera front, it has been received and E.T. and my dad are spending time getting it set up. I'm starting to get a bit annoyed at the slow pace at which things are moving and I think that E.T. is a bit of a slacker, but luckily my take charge siblings, Corinna and Cecelia will be home on Tuesday to get a handle on things and get the first 40+ items photographed and submitted for the site.