Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Chuck Taylor's missing

Happy Cinco De Mayo, everybody!

I don't fully understand the whole significance of the holiday but apparently it has something to do with the fact that long ago Mexico defeated the French in an upset battle. It may not be politically correct to say this, but is it really that big of a deal to beat the French in anything? It's kind of like me playing my preschool-aged daughter in basketball and bragging that I held her scoreless. (I did the other day by the way)

This morning I added a photo of my 3 girls' Converse Chuck Taylor high tops to the main page. This photo typifies our family very well. As you may have noticed, there is 1 sneaker missing. When I saw the shoes lying there, I thought that it would make for a nice photograph. I hurriedly looked around for the missing shoe but to no avail. After having searched for an eternity (in reality probably only 10 minutes) I gave up and asked my wife if she knew where it was. She did.

"Honey, the dog ate that shoe about 3 weeks ago."

Well, of course she did. Why would I expect anything different? Why we bothered hanging on to 1 shoe that didn't have a match anymore I don't know. We're just quirky like that I guess. Or maybe my wife was just assuming that our dog would eat the other one eventually too. It's hard to say.