Seriously, thanks for the kind words. I really wasn't fishing for compliments (want to see my abs again?) but I thought the bikini thing would be funny. My son might be scarred for life after videotaping his mother grabbing her girls, but he's grown up with me for twelve years, so I think he can handle it.
I am trying not to think about the fact that my foot is hurting at the site of the my stress fracture so I have been engaging in other activities. Like messing with people.
I know it doesn't surprise you that I love practical jokes.
When I first got out of college I was working in an (unnamed) office in D.C. A friend and I were supposed to bring food to the staff meeting (40 people or so). The night before, we made muffins, melted ex.lax and drizzled it on the baked goods. No one really ate the muffins except for my co-worker, Alberto. He told me after the meeting, "Your muffins sucked so I just picked the chocolate (aka laxative) off of the top." I told him what the chocolate really was. He spent the afternoon running to the bathroom yelling in his Spanish accent, "I'm going to KEEEELLL you!" I realize in hindsight I could have been fired or even arrested, but what the hay? It now makes for a good story. But those were the days when I was immature.
I might have too much time on my hands.
Two years ago, Sam was this for Halloween:I was cleaning his closet out the other day and found the mask from the costume. I put it in the kids' bathroom. Pretty scary, huh?
They didn't really freak out too much, just had a few nightmares that night. Later on, Ken and I got into bed and looked up to find this:
So, I had to hide it in Sam's backpack and he took it to school. Kind of uncool for a sixth grader.
And, this morning I got in the shower and found this:
What's the best practical joke you've ever played or that's been played on you???
Drinking: Coffee from Amante in Boulder