This evening Miles and I were driving home with the windows down. I had my feet up on the dashboard like always.
A woman pulled up next to us at a red light in a blue Chevy minivan. She has curly dyed black hair and big sunglasses. I didn't even notice her until she called out to me:
"Look at those cute little toes! Does your mommy love them? I bet she does."
I said thanks (I think) and then the light turned green. I swear this happened. If Miles hadn't been there, I might not believe it. I'm not telling this story because I'm begging for toe compliments. (I know they're cute.)
I'm telling it because people love to talk to me. Strangers are always saying weird things to me. This is just the most current example.
p.s. mom, do you love my toes?
