Me and My Big Mouth

So my dad tells me this story about how he was at work a couple weeks back and this couple comes in and they start chatting for a long while: family, kids, life, yadda yadda. He tells them about how he is headed to Switzerland in a couple weeks to meet his daughter and tells them about my story - how I quit my job and essentially took off. While he is relaying details, the man pipes up and says, "Your daughter, is she a tall girl?" Glenn says, "Yeah she is." This man proceeds to tell Glenn how this all sounds very familiar and a while back he happened to be on a plane and overheard (not on purpose, but planes, I mean you hear everything) a tall girl (instert description of yours truly) telling her story to someone on the plane - making conversation during the flight, etc. The man is really curious to know if by some craziness, this tall girl on the plane could possibly be Glenn's daughter. SO Glenn says, "Well she's got a blog, I can show you a picture." The couple agrees this would be a good idea. So Glenn gets a little busy elsewhere, but this man waits until there is a minute to pull up the blog. Well, good ole internet-savvy Glenn brings up le blog and voila! "Yep. that's her," says the air traveller. He was floored. "How serendipitous," he said. HA! It makes me kind of embarassed that I'm always running my mouth. Seriously, what are the odds, right?