Got 'VI's?

I do!!!

It's been a long while. In fact, the last time I remember buying a pair of Levi's, I was a waitress at Eat'n Park and had to scrape my tips together to buy them. But, buy them I did! And, I wore those Levi's everywhere--from the halls of Keystone Oaks High School to the lovely greens on California State College's campus and beyond. They were my 'vi's and I loved them. They were with me through smoking Salem cigarettes in the high school girls' bathrooms to drinking rot gut beer in fraternity house basements to rock concerts at the Civic Arena to shopping for wedding bands to signing the papers for my first house. Me and my 'vi's. We did it all....and then some. I wore them until they had frayed bottoms, holes in the knees and thinning fabric on the ass. And when I couldn't wear them anymore---when I became pregnant with Vince---I shoved them in a drawer with the intention of wearing them once again. And, I may have worn then again....for that little snippet of time in my late 20's when Weight Watchers did it's magic on me.

But, now, blog friends, I have myself a new pair of 'vi's. I got them a few weeks ago at Walmart and I couldn't be happier with them. When I slid my legs into them and wiggled them up my body and zipped them up with a quick deep breath (deep breaths while zippering are a must with jeans!)--I could feel my soul saying hello to that little tab on the pocket.....hello 'vi's...what kinda adventures will we share this time around? I almost wanted to run down to my old high school and light up a smoke on the second floor girls' bathroom. But, no, I figured it was time to wear my 'vi's doing the things I do in the here and now.

So, I snuck out on the deck and lit up a smoke.....