Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Ode to Jammies

Happy Tuesday, good people of the blogosphere! A break from the traditional helpful post, today is all about fun and flannel pajamas. Join me and have a laugh, a cry, or a sigh of nostalgia.

First, a poem:
Dear flannel jammies with feet,
To wear you feels so neat.
You warm up my bod,
make my head nod,
and turned my winter so sweet.

Then, a haiku:
Is it winter, dear?
'Tis warm warm winter now, love.
I don these jammies.

Don't forget the photo:

Now, a short story:
Maggie took her flannel jammies with feet off the hanger and admired the colorful prints. Nuzzling the soft fabric against her cheek, she sighed as she remembered winters from her childhood. Christmas mornings opening gifts around the tree, waking up and scrubbing the Sandman's remnants from her eyes, and school called off for snow days all played through her forty-two year old mind. She slid her feet into the soft interior and fell into the deep pool of warmth waiting for her like a parent with open arms.
Nicholas walked in just as she was fastening the last button. "Hey, baby, those look great!"
A smile spread over her face as she twirled in a circle; arms extended to either side. "They're so warm, and they bring back so many memories."
He moved across the room and caught her in his arms. "And they're soft - like you." His hands were touching the fabric at her back and it sent little tendrils of electricity through her that wound around her heart.
As their eyes met, she saw the love there and it made her pulse quicken its already speedy pace. "I love you, Nicky. I don't know that I ever said thank you for the last few months."
"You don't need to thank me. You're the glue that holds me together, and I'd be lost without you." Eyes boring into her soul, he continued. "As I live and breathe, you're the only thing that matters to me."
Images of the funeral ran through her memory like an eight millimeter black and white film and her eyes grew teary.
"Don't cry," he whispered.
Allowing him to pull her closer, she nuzzled into his chest. When she was finally able to catch her breath, she mumbled, "At least they're in a better place. Free from pain and worry now."
"Yes, they are. And you have your flannel jammies to remind you how wonderful they were in life." His smile infected her with its warmth and she allowed the feeling to spread through her body, helping her to forget the pain of her loss.
"Hey, let's go make popcorn and watch a movie by the fire!" At least they could do that. It would give her the chance to feel closer to them while providing a distraction at the same time.
"Perfect! I'll go make it. See you in a minute." He brushed his lips over hers before he released her.
As she walked from the room, she touched the portrait of her parents on the bureau. "I miss you both," she whispered.

Flannel pajamas with or without feet can bring back some of the best memories. Now that they're available in adult sizes, we can all remember those special moments from our childhoods even as we stay warm!

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This concludes my ode to jammies! I hope you all enjoyed it.

Well, that's all for today, folks! Until next time, WRITE ON!



  1. This was awesome!!! I Love jammies <3 Unfortunately I live in the hellish desert of the Southwest US, so I bake in them, but I don't care, they are awesome!

    Perfect wintery post.

    1. Thanks, Angella! I adore jammies as well :) Glad you got some entertainment out of the post today. Stay warm! Errrr... Stay cool! :)

  2. This is very appropriate since me and the boys have been living in our PJs as we recuperate. Thanks for sharing!

    1. I'm glad you enjoyed it today, Heather! :) Stay warm and get well!! Thanks for stopping by.


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