the case of the missing jeans: solved.

so. i have these jeans. they are sevens, but they were only $30 at TJ Maxx.
and they have been missing since june.
i have always wondered where they have gone. how in the world did i lose my jeans?! my perfect fit, not too skinny, not too wide, perfectly faded, perfectly dark, worn-in, tear-in-the-upper-inner-thigh-from-playing-at-melinda-heights jeans?

i have been sad and perplexed about the mysterious loss of these jeans for four months.

so today, my dearest companion rachel patla was over. we were sitting cross-legged on the floor, playing cards. near the end of the game, i look closely at her jeans...and a tear in the upper, inner thigh catches my glance. and i recall that the design on the back of the pocket is the Seven "S"...and that she has worn these MULTIPLE times. MULTIPLE. i have always thought they looked familiar...

"HEY!" i scream. "THOSE ARE MY JEANS!"
rachel smiles guiltily. "Dang it! I've had these for three months and you haven't noticed!"
"YOU BRAT!" i yell, laughing, "Go take them off NOW."
ashamed, she stands up and goes to take them off. I continue to yell at her for the next 10 minutes. after she hands them over, i put them on, and relief washes over me. my jeans. my perfectly worn in jeans. they fit like a glove.

what a cheesy post. but seriously, this is the best day of my life.
that dang rachel owes me.