Let's see. She was barefoot when I left... She was wearing tennis shoes when I left.
She was getting ready to walk the dog when I left. She was mopping the floor when I left. She was watching Martha Stewart when I left. She was sitting at the dressing table, looking so cute as she arranged her hair, when I left.
I was golfing. I was fishing.
She's my daughter. She's my sister. She's my daughter. She's my sister...
(Ooops--sorry, that last part is from a movie I saw...)
ROFL, full circle to Chinatown!
Perhaps she had one shoe off and one shoe on...
(Diddle, diddle, dumpling)