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A PJ Party!

March 3, 2013 at 8:00 pm by Claudia

pjpartyIt’s time, girls! Time for our PJ Party. I must admit I haven’t been to a PJ Party since I was a teenager. We used to watch late night scary movies in those days. We had a local show called “Shock Theater” and we’d watch Frankenstein and Dracula and The Mummy and cover our eyes and scream.

This party will be a bit more sedate, unless the sight of me in my flannel pjs causes you to scream. And it well might! I have long been a fan of flannel pjs and I make no bones about it. I could easily wear my pjs all day long. I have worn them all day long. And I wasn’t sick.

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Here am I last year packaging up my first-ever Etsy orders. Note coffee cup nearby and box of donuts on the counter. Note now dead coffee maker on the counter behind me.

I’ve had many adventures in them, many of them written about right here on this blog. I recently had to run outside, wearing only my flannel pjs and a pair of white socks to wrestle Scout to the ground when she was trying to get a squirrel who had been caught inside our dog corral. This highly dramatic incident occurred in full view of all the morning commuters on our road. Don’t worry. I was able to get the squirrel to safety. The socks were ruined. It was very muddy out there.

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Have you noticed that my Flannel PJs have a squirrel on them? I don’t think that’s a coincidence, do you?

I’ve driven my husband to the bus station in my flannel pajamas. I’ve danced in my flannel pajamas. I’ve greeted the FedEx guy, the UPS guy, and Lori, our mail lady, in my flannel pajamas. I’ve gardened in my flannel pajamas. Many times. I’ve painted and created in my flannel pajamas. My chalkboard that you see on the sidebar was painted and antiqued during a wintry day spent in my flannel pjs. I regularly, almost exclusively, blog in my flannel pajamas. I’ve coached actors over the phone wearing my flannel pajamas. I’ve cooked, baked and cleaned the house in my flannel pajamas.

I wrote an Ode to Flannel Pajamas in this post.

Don captured me blogging in my flannel pajamas in this photo:

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Note Scout in her tunnel. And my well-worn slippers, since discarded. And I’m not thrilled with the way my top is pooching  – it makes me look like I’ve got an even bigger gut than I have. This is called a reality shot, my friends. Try not to be jealous.

Oh I forgot. I’ve shoveled snow in my parka and flannel pajamas.

I started the Flannel Pajamas Club more than a year ago and posted the requirements for membership:

• You must love wearing your flannel pajamas.
• Simply loving them isn’t enough. You have to find any excuse to wear them.
• Possible excuses: “But I need to clean the house.” “My writing suffers if I’m not comfortable.” “It’s 3:00 pm.” ” It gets dark early.” “I just came home from work and I have to change my clothes, so why waste another outfit? I’ll just go straight to my pajamas.”
• More excuses: “If I must cook, then I have to wear my flannel pjs.” “But I’m drinking hot chocolate.“
• That’s all. Simple.

And I love nothing more than finding an excuse to put them on around 4ish so that I can have hot chocolate in my pajamas. Heaven.

This is my newest pair of flannel pajamas:

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I got them from Target and I love them. My other squirrel pajamas are still here, but to put it kindly, they are threadbare. But Don gave them to me and he really loves them. So I wear them occasionally, even though the fabric has ripped under the armpit. This particular pair is by Nick and Nora. The cut of the top isn’t the most flattering – it’s boxy in a way my squirrel pajamas were not and makes me look like I weigh a lot more than I do. But here goes. Don took this photo with my old camera with the lights on and it’s a bit blurry.

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A girl and her dog.

Okay. As you can see, I clearly have no pride, so why should you? So be brave and share a pic of you in your flannel pajamas. Or cotton pajamas. Or yoga pants and a T-shirt. Come on, go for it. Tell us why you love them. Bring some popcorn and something decadently sweet to eat. I’ll supply the hot chocolate. Be there or be square.

Just write your post, click on the post title and copy the URL address that shows in your browser. Supply that information in the link manager below and you’re good to go!

Enjoy!



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A Flower-Filled Sunday

March 3, 2013 at 9:47 am by Claudia

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There may be no flowers blooming on the outside of the cottage, but there are a lot of flowers blooming inside!

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It’s time for some new garlands in the shop. And I have to crochet some scarves, too.  I’m not ready to list them yet, but I’ll give you a heads up when I’m about to.

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This is the garland that’s going to Judy at 20 North Ora. I’m awfully fond of it.

That’s what I’m up to on this Sunday. It looks sunny outside. I can only hope it will stay that way. We haven’t seen it very much lately.

Question for the day: When did the word curated become so overused? I do believe it has lost its original, highly specialized definition. Suddenly everyone’s a curator. Makes me sad.

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Tomorrow is the PJ Party! I’d love to have you take part. Write a post about your favorite pajamas or nightgown, flannel or otherwise. Post a picture. Wax rhapsodic over the joy of spending an entire day in your pajamas or any adventures you’ve had in your pajamas or what happens when you greet the UPS man in your pajamas. You get the picture. I will have the party up and ready to go at 8:00 EST tonight, to give those of you who are pressed for time on Monday a chance to post.

Who knows how many will show up for this party? That’s the problem any party thrower runs into! I’m looking forward to reading your posts, my friends.

Linking to Elaine’s Sunny Simple Sunday.

Happy Sunday.

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A Favorite Thing #26

March 1, 2013 at 8:00 pm by Claudia

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Hello one, hello all! It’s Friday evening and that means A Favorite Thing #26 has begun. This little weekly party has grown rather nicely over the past 26 weeks. I love seeing new and old friends come together to share a little favorite something with one another. Let’s take a look at some highlights from last week:

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Judy of Cranberry Morning shared some gorgeous photos of Cambridge, England with us – specifically, punting down the river. Is it the Cam, Judy? Gorgeous. As I am an admitted Anglophile, I ate these with a spoon. I’ve been to Oxford but not Cambridge. It’s on my list.

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The Enchanted Oven shared a Cookie Bouquet that she made. Yes, she made it. Last week, she shared a square shaped cookie cutter and some gorgeous Valentine’s Day cookies. Lisa, you are so talented! And I get hungry every time you post something.

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And Janis, of Animal Instinct shared the most beautiful barn painted in gold. And guess what? There’s a reason – the farm breeds Golden Guernseys. Isn’t it beautiful?

My favorite thing for this week?

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My vintage Acme dress form. She’s named Letitia, after my favorite Aunt Lettie. I looked for her a long, long time and finally found her on eBay. She has a very Scarlett O’Hara sized waist, a beautiful cast iron stand and she adds so much to my little hallway studio space. Normally, she wears these bloomers that I myself wore in a graduate school production of Diary of a Scoundrel. There was a ‘seduction’ scene (my character was doing the seducing – of a much younger man!) and there was a little chase around a round settee (or pouf) that ended up with me falling back on the pouf and showing my bloomers. My dear friend was the costumer designer and gave them to me on closing night. Letitia must remove her bloomers when I use her to model the scarves I sell on Etsy. Don’t worry, she’s modest and puts them on again as soon as possible. She’s a member of the family here at the cottage.

A quick note or two before we start. I’ve run into a few links lately that, when clicked, either showed a malware warning via my own Virus Protection software or on another participant’s computer. When this happens, I have no choice but to delete the link until the blogger can determine what the problem is. In one case, I checked with my Virus Protection provider and they determined it was a false positive on their end and all is well. But if anyone visits a link and receives a warning, please let me know as soon as possible and I will delete the link. In all cases, I do my best to let the blogger know of the problem.

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I’m having another linky party on Monday. This is a one time only party. I started this unofficial Flannel Pajamas Club last year because I’ve written about my love of Flannel PJs so much on this blog. On Monday, we’re having a PJ Party! If you’d like to join in, write a post about your own PJs, whether they are flannel or cotton or yoga pants or shorts or a nightgown. Share any stories you might have about your adventures in them. Or just tell us why you love them. And then come here and link up. It should be fun – fingers crossed! I’d love to have you join in.

Okay, now it’s your turn!

You can link up anytime from this evening through Sunday. Make sure you enter the URL of your post. If you’re unsure how to do that, just click on your post title after you’ve published it and copy the information in your browser address window. Come back here, paste the URL into your link entry and there you go! If you have any problems, drop me an email and I’ll help you out. Please link back to this blog on your post. That way, those that read your post and are interested in reading more can do so.

One of my concerns about link parties is that the very reason for them has somewhat gone by the wayside. They’ve become so big and there are so many of them that many bloggers don’t take the time to visit any of the other participants. Link parties are a way to meet new bloggers and share with each other and the only way to do that is to visit each other. So, please, take some time to visit everyone over the next few days. No rush. Stop by, introduce yourself, and leave a comment. It’s the neighborly thing to do. It’s also nice if you leave a comment here, as well.

Enjoy!



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