Sorry you lost your comment, it happens to the best of us.
So, that set of Navajo buttons would come in handy because I have a shirt that loses buttons all the time...Just one fucking shirt.
Every time I put that bastard on there's a button missing. I shit you not. It's a business shirt, for work, and it's annoying. Last week I wore it anyway but put a sweater on over the top to hide the fact it had a lost button.
I can't confirm it but I think Faith is fucking with me, cutting a bottom off to mess with my mind.
She comes in and I'm sewing another button on...Next week, button missing. The fucking thing is possessed I think, or my wife is playing mind games with me.
So...A hypothetical gift of Navajo buttons would be welcome. They might break the mystery of the missing button shirt.
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Oh. The dreaded button gremlin.
Did you ever consider the fact that it might be you that is possessed? I mean why would a serviceable gremlin ever bother with a mundane old shirt?
On the other hand, it could be Faith. I know you THINK she forgets about you snuffing up all her favorite cashew nuts, but does she really? She'd have opportunity and motive for a fact. TV detectives have sent people to the needle on less evidence.
The dime buttons might let you make the decision, sure enough.
I need hidden camera's in my dressing room! I bet you I'll see herein there cutting the button off giggling like an evil genius. Pay back for eating all the cashews you think?
I'd certainly suggest that the cashews could be the cause. She was way too calm in your phone exchange... Leads me to believe that she KNOWS there is payback right around the corner.
I'll bet she cuts them off before the laundry so there are no telltale bits of thread left when she's done. Ohhhhh That's evil.