Ode to My Blue Jeans

About this time of year, for the last 3 years, I get (sort of) depressed. All the beautiful fall clothes come out. I start to think about football games, scarves, blue jeans, and boots!! However, for the last 3 years I have been pregnant through the fall. Yes...I'm throwing myself a little pity party right now but it is true. I haven't worn my blue jeans to a football game in 3 years. You see, I LOVE to shop. I always have. I've always loved clothes, scarves, jewelry, new shoes, all things girly. But it is just NO fun when you are pregnant. Oh how I long to wear my blue jeans and tall boots with a cardigan and scarf sometime soon. In dealing with my self pity, I wrote my blue jeans a little poem.

Ode to My Blue Jeans

Oh Blue Jeans, Oh Blue Jeans, how I long for thee

To fit snugly at first, then stretch as the fabric breaks free

Out of the dryer, tight as a drum drum drummy

Doing all kinds of stretches, to make them fit on my tummy

My comfy ones, my dressy ones, my in betweens

It didn't matter to me, they were all my jeans

My Target ones were some of my fave

I never cared that you were cheaply made

My Gap ones never let me down

And my Joe's were saved for going out on the town

My trouser jeans I could even wear to work

And if I could fit in my skinny jeans, it was always a perk

I had vintage washed, dark washed, gray, and black ones too

You sadly sit in my closet, what's a girl to do?

Oh Blue Jeans, Oh Blue Jeans, how I miss you

We shall meet again soon, it is LONG overdue