When God was deciding who would be blessed and who would not, He obviously wanted to make a statement

I broke the my law of style today: I'm at work, wearing Cargo Pants and Cufflinks [this is what happens when I really don't want to leave the house, my brain wants to sabotage me]. I thought that this would be the most stunningly absurd development on Getaway day.

But I was wrong...

I was walking back from an errand with one of the lawyers from my office when we saw the most bizarre thing in the world. A person with backwards feet. Walking down the street. Not only were her feet backwards, but she was a little person.

This has been an odd, odd day.