The Shoe Story

Last night after Sean and I had already gone to bed, I got up to go to the bathroom. While I was in there I could hear some water running from somewhere else. We don't have a dishwasher and we weren't washing any clothes so I couldn't figure out what it was. I came out of the bathroom and asked Sean if he left the hose on. Sean shoots straight up, says "Oh Crap! It's been on for hours!" He bolts out bed, slips on the closest pair of shoes and runs outside. Little did he know, (or maybe he did) that he slipped on my shoes. Meanwhile I am searching for my camera, laughing hysterically. Sean runs back in, sees me with the camera and says "Oh no you don't!" He hustles to kick the shoes off, but not fast enough for me. I snapped one of the following pictures. Can you tell who is who?

Sean or Chloe?

Sean or Chloe?

Okay, if my hairy legs didn't give it away.. Just kidding. The bottom one is Sean. The top one, with the nasty banged up legs, thats me (Thanks softball game).Yes we reinacted this scene tonight because we were freakin bored and freakin awesome like that. But Sean's picture was not staged! It's totally authentic. The news is out though people. Sean and I have the SAME size feet. It's true we really do. My shoes fit him like a glove. He knew whose shoes he was putting on. This was no mistake. Now let me ask you this. Who should be more embarassed that we have the same size feet? Me? Him? I vote neither because A. it's totally awesome B.we can suprise each other with new shoes because we can just try them on if we forget the size, and

C. DOUBLE THE SHOES!

Oh, P.S. I have already done 2 posts today, so I will blog about all the other stuff later. It's too long anyway. TWSS.