Proof...Genetics Work.

This morning, Kathy and I came out of our respective rooms, dressed almost entirely alike. It's uncanny, because we both only own one mint green top, but we both choose that top to wear, with grey pants, our matching grey sweaters from Mom, and we were both heading for the same pair of black flats. Craziness! It's just like highschool, with one key difference. Instead of fighting about who would have to choose something new to wear for 10 minutes, I just ran back to change my top, sweater and shoes, and we were on our way to work. It just streched my mind, because really what's the probability? And then I start thinking about sharing DNA with someone, and my mind starts to boggle. I never did get the DNA experiment with onions in Chemistry Lab.