I've heard it said that identity theft is most often perpetrated by a relative. Well, whaddya know but it happened in my very own home. Somebody hacked into my blog, pretended to be me, and had the nerve to post a picture of my very own self with my scheming, yet witty, daughter.
What somebody does not realize is that I am gifted far above most mortals in the ancient art of Pranks & Mischief.
This means war. Hide your underwear and sleep with a light on, girlie.