PJs

On a particularly shlubby day, a few weeks ago when the cold weather set in, I broke out the winter pajamas. When the hubby got home from work I was decked out in my favorite, blue, flannel pj pants. He told me I looked cute. Which is major points for him, because my favorite, blue, flannel pj pants are about 3 sizes too big. They are incredibly baggy. The elastic has stretched out so much I have to roll the waist band down (and they still want to slide off my hips) and I could probably fit my entire body in just one leg. But I've had my favorite, blue, flannel pj pants since the eighth grade. Which is way more years than I'm willing to admit. Incredibly they haven't shrunk, faded or ripped in all the years I've had them and slipping them on is like slipping into a warm hug.