I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but I am not afraid to go places in my pajamas. As you may or may not know, there is a Dunkin Donuts on the first floor of my building. This is great on the weekends because I can roll out of bed and grab a freshly made cup of coffee while exerting only the amount of effort needed to descend three flights of stairs and hand over a small bit of money.

Also, conveniently enough, there is a convenience store directly around the corner from my building. As in, two shops down from Dunkin Donuts. Go there in my pajamas?? Why yes I do. Especially this past Saturday when I encountered a Gingerale emergency and didn't feel like dressing formally for the occasion.

I own lots of clothes that I consider pajamas so this may sound a little more outrageous than it is. I mean, you won't see me running around town in red wool feety pajamas with a flap or anything. But you may find me taking a stroll in light blue comfy pj pants and a t-shirt/sweatshirt combo. I suppose the most daring I have been is to wear my pj pants that are pink and have cows on them downstairs to D&D's. But come on, who DOESN'T wear their pajamas to Dunkin Donuts?

I would wear pajamas to work, if I could. It's not that I don't believe in being fashionable or glamorous, I most certainly do. However, pj's offer a sort of comfort that nothing else can quite match and some days you just need that.   ¶ 4:48 PM