Earlier today, I was at a shoe store with a client, when I saw an
interesting pair of Chucks. It goes without saying that they were not exactly my style, but I quickly thought of someone who would look A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E in them. So I called her mom and got her shoe size, and later in the day, I dropped them off by their front door. Not long after, I got the following e-mail:
Uncle Kota- thanks for the chucks ! Luv, Miranda xoxo
To which I absolutely had to respse with:
Dear Miranda,
I don't know what you're talking about. Are you dropping acid already? I hear that's not good for you!
Uncle Kota
*grin*
Now if only I can find the Shark-shaped one, I can have it on its way to West Virginia in no time...