My favorite pair of jeans:
Are always in the laundry pile.
Never in the clean laundry pile.
Always being patched.
Never being replaced.
Are always looking good whether teamed with a button down shirt or a t-shirt.
Are never mismatched.
Always have pockets full from the last fun night.
Never have anything in the pockets.
My favorite jeans rock, but they need to be replaced and I can‚Äôt find a good pair to pass the torch too‚Ä¶ because, let‚Äôs face it, my favorite jeans are in need of a fellow race runner in the marathon that is life. I know that was deep, because I would never run in my jeans as the crotch would split, well, more than it already has. My jeans have stories to tell, mainly because they were found in a thrift store and somebody else‚Äôs ‚Äúboys‚Äù have been in them before‚Ä¶ but I try not to think about that.
Soon they will be replaced and I will have a new pair of jeans to truly exhaust for the next 5 years. Anyone who ever said that money on a good pair of jeans is wasted better recognize that I just said 5 years! And to think, I have an older pair of once favorite jeans that are riddled with holes, those are 7 years old. If my new jeans are reading this, we will be together soon so keep your zipper up‚Ä¶ or something,