Unless you know Michelle and me personally, you probably don’t realize that she is taller than me by about an inch. That’s never been a problem because I’m big in other areas. (I meant heart, but thanks for believing in me, even if it was only for a split second and then followed by uncontrollable laughter.)
This Thanksgiving I stopped in to see Michelle’s family. She was without shoes and I was wearing my work shoes, which happen to be steel toe shoes that have quite a bit of heel on them. She got excited, maybe thinking I magically grew a couple inches. When she realized it was the shoes she was still happy.
Michelle: You should wear shoes like this for the wedding!
Me: No way. Those look weird. I have a better idea.
Me: Since we’re getting married outside we can dig a hole for you to stand in for the ceremony.