April Fools

In the spirit of April Fools Day, I'm going to be upfront about how I'm a sucker.

I was thinking about telling you about how I purchased a $200 tire for my car yesterday, but it's still a little fresh, and my cheeks are still tear stained. It especially hurts when your father is disappointed and tells you that you "were taken" and that "they saw you coming from a mile away." Insult to injury in it's truest form.

Do you know any 26 year old that has a time share? You do now! I'm taking my first time share vacation on April 11th to Daytona Beach, Florida. It's not so much of a time share, as a "vacation plan." Regardless, I'm still paying for it every month, and I feel like an idiot.

I used to be pretty clever with practical jokes. I would call my Grandma and joke with her that I was pregnant, and one time I convinced my mom that my sister, who was around 12 at the time, was hiding Playboys in her bedroom. That one backfired a little, because Mom started yelling at Megs, and made her cry. Sorry, Meggie Applehead.

But somewhere in my twenties, I lost my edge. I believe almost anything. I just know I'll be one of those old ladies on the news that gets scammed out of her retirement money. It's only a matter of time.

So if anyone is selling a bridge anywhere, or a nice piece of swamp land, you might want to try and sell to me. I'll probably take you up on it.



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