Pajama Party

I love pajamas. I am not one of those people who have gone grocery shopping in my pjs, but if I can get away with wearing them all day long at home I will! To me having a pajama day when I am not ill is an ultimate luxury.

I have just found an online women’s pajama shop where I am going to spend my next blogging paycheck. They have some of the most adorable and comfy looking pjs I have ever seen — and they come in plus sizes, too.

I had no idea that I could get a sleeper with footies in womens pajama sizes! I am going to be warm, snuggly, toasty next winter. And Amoeba will be happy that I am not warming my icy toes on his legs.

If you are looking to buy womens pajamas, check out womenspajama.com.  They have any and every kind of pajama you can imagine, from the slinky, sexy, you’ll get no sleep tonight variety, to the granny’s flannel nighty.

What I think is super cute and would be great for a slumber party or Christmas gathering, is whole family sets of matching pajamas.  One can buy couple’s matching pajamas, Mommy & Me matching pajamas, and family sets of matching pajamas.   Check them out.  They’re cute.

My Favorite Blazer

Way back in the day, when I was a struggling student teacher and had to stretch my money so far it screamed, I had a blazer I dearly loved. It was multi-colored, so I could wear it with a variety of shirts and slacks. It always looked crisp and fresh, and it was warm so I didn’t need to worry about packing a coat around with everything else I carried.  It was easily my favorite article of clothing.  Switching my blouse or adding a scarf or distinctive brooch easily changed it’s appearance.  I was complimented frequently when I wore it.

I just happened to be checking out women’s blazers online and I found almost the exact same blazer. It is Spring now and I probably won’t be needing it right away, but I could buy it now while it is on sale, and it will be waiting for me next fall. However, the way some places are air conditioned, I might find a Spring and Summer need for it!  The cut isn’t quite the same — this one is a bit longer, but that’s good because Now I am a bit rounder.

I was just thinking about that original blazer. The only reason I don’t still have it is because I loaned it to my flaky roommate, Rachel. She wore it somewhere one evening and returned home without it. She was like, “Oh, I must have lost it. tee hee hee hee” I suggested she go back and get it, but she had no idea where she’d been! “Oh, Ben and I must have hit 10 different night clubs. You can look for it if you want. I’m not going to. Besides, it’s not like it was new or all that attractive.” I wanted to know why she’d borrowed it when it wasn’t good enough to be worn. She told me the discussion was over and she didn’t wish to talk to me any more if I couldn’t be reasonable. And that was one of the high points of our relationship.

Weekend Funnies ~ An Exposé

Because she wants us to laugh a little every weekend, Shakira of, You Are Never Alone, hosts the Weekend Funnies meme. Shakira says she doesn’t care if we make up our own memes or post some of those endless jokes that fill our email boxes. She just wants us to share a bit of laughter while visiting each other on the net. Check out Shikira’s blog for the other players and come laugh with us.

An Exposé

My Freshman year in High School a big snow storm stopped the buses but school remained open for the walkers. I rode the bus and shouldn’t have had to go to school, however my dad drove right by on his way to work and saw no reason for me to miss classes. He delivered me to school a full hour before my normal arrival time.

I stepped into the building and the halls stretched far and wide, wider than I ever realized and completely empty. Deliciously, temptingly, empty! To my right, halfway down the hall, was an exit sign suspended by chains. The tall kids used to jump up and hit it as they passed under. There was no way I would ever be tall enough to do that, but I wanted to. Perhaps, with a running start ….

Paying no mind to the fact that I was wearing a full circle skirt, I ran like the wind, jumped as high as I could and gave the sign a satisfying and resounding whack. I landed several seconds before my skirt did. No big deal since I was alone, except –as I landed, full of joy in my accomplishment, laughter and clapping rang out behind me.

I turned around and stared in horror at Chris, a gorgeous senior boy all the girls giggled over. He was lounging in the alcove by the office doorway. With a huge grin on his face he drawled, “Well hello pretty pink panties.” And from that day forward every time we passed in the halls, he called me, Pretty Pink Panties.

~*~

However, that was not the end of my sexy panties story. Eight years later I was sitting in a night club with three of my girl-friends. One of them was showing off her flashy engagement ring and telling us all about The Proposal. We were talking and laughing and teasing her, making wedding plans and dreaming dreams, when the waitress interrupted us with the delivery of a very frothy pink drink — for me.

“I didn’t order that,” I said.

“The gentleman at the bar did,” the waitress said. And then, visibly uncomfortable she whispered, “He told me if I said, Pretty Pink Panties, you’d understand.”

Of course I laughed. I did understand. Both the waitress and I turned toward the bar, but no one was there. It didn’t matter. With that one little gesture he transformed embarrassment into romance, and it was sweet.