ratty-pants
so. what does it say about me that i have blue jeans, from when i was in high school, sitting in my bedroom closet…?
hrm. i think it screams “wishful thinker!”… or maybe “she doesn’t throw out anything that she could cut up later to make a quilt out of. someday. maybe…”
and what does it say about me that i have a daughter who FITS into these jeans?
it’s DEFINITELY saying “OLD wishful thinker. who needs to clean her closet out more often” 
BTW, she won’t wear them … the waist is TOO HIGH. and when do i stop measuring the size of my ass by the old shrink-to-fit levis method…?
hrm. i suppose when i stop wearing shrink-to-fit levis
Man, i stopped holdin’ on to the old stuff the moment i realized it was going to be my fate to forever shop in the “relaxed fit” section. I make it a point never to stand on high places (hills, eiffel tower, roof, etc) on a very windy day. I’m pretty sure with my aerodynamically enhanced upper arms and butt-flaps i’d achieve lift-off.
Loveya poopsie. So there!
Eh. My girls were always too tiny to wear my old jeans. Girls are teenier now than they were back then ;~)
She looks cute in them, but are they highwaters too? lol