Hey, it's what all the cool kids are doing.
After my last attempt turned to te Dark Side because I couldn't process them in a water bath, I decided to grab my Mum's big pot so I could do it all up proper.
Of course, this meant that I had to call the young lady who is house-sitting for her and explain my mission. "Yeah, it's Irma? I need to come over and grab some stuff out of the basement. Bye!"
After work, I let myself in to the house using my key -- just to prove I DO belong there-- and yelled "Helloooooooo!" She came in to the kitchen, and was very friendly, and very co-operative as I explained to her what I was taking from the house, but I DID catch her glancing in to the livingroom a few times, I assume to check my appearance against all the photos Mum has displayed. She relaxed visibly once she decided that yes, clearly I am well known in this house.
Still it made me chuckle....if I was going to rob the place, I don't think it would be for the $15 pot in the laundry room behind the fabric softener. I thought about messing with her and saying, "Oh, and I'm just going to grab some jewelry out of her bedroom", but that would have just been mean. So I took Mum's car instead.
Bwah ha ha.