Momnesia

Scooby-doo, Where are you? The Great Underwear Caper

So, Scott and I were rolling through the now-infamous laundry situation. Man. There sure was a lot of it. Most of it was clean-ish. Like, I get freaked out if a piece of clothing drags on the ground too long, so, because Emmie's commandeered my brand-new robe that I got for Christmas (thanks, V! I love it! But I can't say no to Emmie), it's been washed more times than I've worn it. Actually, I'm sitting at the computer in a towel right now. (ahem... anyway...)

So, back to the laundry. Now I have an entire drawer of clean underwear. As I was picking through it, deciding what I wanted to wear this morning, I came across a pair of teal Hanes microfiber super-stretchy panties. "Honey?" I called, and held them up. "Whose underwear is this?" Scott looked at me, baffled. "Uh... They're not yours?" I chuckled. "No."

He stood there, for a moment, while I looked at them. Then I spotted another hint of teal in the drawer... and then another! THREE PAIRS of underwear that are most definitely NOT mine. They look like PTA mom underwear. Not that all of my underwear is super hot, but it's hotter than these.

"Whose underwear IS this?" I laughed.
"Seriously, you don't know?" Scott asked, brow furrowed.
"No. Any ideas?"
"huh-uh."

Meh. oh well. To Goodwill they shall go.

But later today, while I was getting Emmie dressed after our bath, Scott showed up in the doorway.
"You really don't know where that underwear came from?"
For a second, I thought: yeah, they came out of her dresser, goofus. But then I realized what he was talking about.
"Oh! No, honey, I have no idea. I've never seen them before."
"Yeah, because they're Hanes, and you don't wear those."
"And they weren't in my dresser drawer before yesterday, or I'd have noticed them before this morning."
"Austin and I were kind of laughing today because it was funny, you finding strange laundry and the comments that Michelle Vann made."
"Hey! I didn't even make the connection!"

Shut up, people! If I hadn't made the connection for you in the first paragraph, you might not have made the connection either. And, in fact, there may be no connection.

But, if anyone out there in blogland knows whose underwear this is, we would love to return them. They've been freshly washed.