Last night I put liquid raspberry jello in the kids’ clear juice cups. Then slipped a jaunty straw in each. And presto, change-o! By morning I had a fun April Fools prank on my hands.
When the kids came down for breakfast, Hubby proposed a toast. (I made a “drink” for him too, but he spotted right away that there was something off about it. Probably because – for the first time ever – I was offering him a drink of juice in the morning. Whatevs.)
But he went along with it, and clinked glasses with the kids who then proceeded to suck on their straws. They sucked. And sucked. And sucked. You know how it is when your kids suck. heh, heh, heh The first clue that it wasn’t real juice? Wasn’t that they weren’t getting anything through their straws after a full minute of sucking! No. Instead, Sissy finally noticed that her straw was “stuck” in her “juice.” The gig was up. April Fools!
Me fun. Me fun mom, right?!? [For future reference, the answer will always be, “Yes, so fun…AND pretty. And smart.” Awwww, shucks! Blush-y face. What a nice thing to say. Thank you! Thankyouverymuch! “It’s a wonder to us why you don’t have a job yet.” Ok, that’s enough. You ruined it. But that’s just like you. Always ruining it by bringing up the job thing. Stink eye, stink eye.]
Does April Fools Day always remind you guys of when I was Pledge Class President of my sorority – or is that just me?? {By the way, that stint as Pledge Class President shows “leadership” to any prospective employers currently viewing my blog.} Part of the duty of my appointed office {Sheee’s so POP-u-lar!} was to plan the Spring Rose Formal which would be attended by the entire sorority and their boy-toys. {This shows project management capabilities as well as organizational skills and a dim view of college boys.} The Formal date just happened to fall on April 1st 1989. {This shows longevity and dedication to excellence. Screw you. There’s no need to mention I’ve been out of college for 25+ years. Just go with it.} But what to do, what to do – how does one work with a date like THAT?!? {Problem solving skills much?? I’m looking at you, Prospective Employers.}
So drawing on my ingenuity and creative thinking, I came up with the theme: Why Do Fools Fall in Love. {See? Ingenious and creative, right?? wink, wink, youknowwho.} I proceeded to corral the other pledges into helping me make the requisite door signs announcing the date, theme etc. to the membership. {Again, leadership. Along with some “collaboration,” not to mention “consensus gathering” as well as a smidge of “gaining buy-in from those I have no direct managerial authority over.” Can I get an Amen, Sista?!}
What were these doors signs with all Formal details documented and placed outside each sister’s dorm or apartment door? {Notice “attention to detail” here. And did you also notice how I just introduced mystery and intrigue to my storytelling? Oh…and STORYTELLING?? Always helpful in the marketing arena.} They were multi-dimensional Court Jester heads-on-sticks. Like Punch, from Punch-and-Judy fame. The first “fools” who fell in love.
Oh. My. Gawd! I know, right?!! SOOOO stinkin’ creative. It’s a total wonder to me TOO why I don’t have a job yet. Hire me already, ya FOOLS!
P.S. You should see what I have planned for dinner tonight. To go along with the chicken I’m baking, I’m also serving “mashed potatoes and gravy.” Or am I?!? Perhaps it’s really just vanilla ice-cream with caramel sauce on top! Whoop, whoop! Fun Home Mom in the house!! (Don’t forget pretty and smart – everyone says so, see above.) Also? I am also currently unemployed, but highly skilled and available for hire. Immediate start date. To Whom It May Concern: Thank you for your consideration. Yes, I’m looking at you.