I’ve never understood the purpose of April Fool’s Day. There are enough pranksters in the world without dedicating a day in which everyone feels the need to fool their friends.

Case in point. At midnight last night, my husband’s best friend emerged from the computer room to tell me that my husband was about to spend $3000 on patio furniture. I was tired and didn’t want to move. I wasn’t even sure why I was still awake. (Oh yeah, my husband’s best friend still hadn’t left after our small dinner party.) I didn’t believe the claim, but they both insisted that Teo was going to click the “purchase” button. I heaved myself off of the couch just so they could smugly tell me “April Fools!”

Okay, so I’ve done my share of April Fools pranks. There was my freshman year of college when I called home to tell my mom I was getting married. (She should have known better. She should have realized that if was really going to get married, I would have just shown up married. Oh, wait, I did that to her about 20 years later, but not on April Fools day. It was Christmas) My sophomore year, I sent out wedding announcements for a guy with whom I had been having a prank war. There was a year where I turned all the items in the kitchen cabinet upside down on a slightly OCD roommate.

So I guess I have a history of enjoying April Fools Day. Perhaps I’m just getting old. Either that, or pregnancy has sapped all the prankster out of me. Hmm. Teo might need to watch out for next year.

Update: Even Google can’t help itself. See it’s April Fools page here.