
I was late picking up Finn so I put on one shoe and grabbed and threw on what I thought to be it's mate. No mate. More like a cousin. Same shoe. Different material. I busted out in hysterical laughter. OMG, I have never, NEVER, worn two different shoes before. I had a good laugh for several minutes. And then I had to think back. Were Michael and Juana giving me odd looks? Probably and deservedly. I will have to explain myself on Monday. And they will pleasantly deny noticing my mix up but will be secretly glad that I wasn't trying to start a new trend. I leave that to my nephew, Connor, who may actually think I am cool now. He wears one black and one white shoe.
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