The Cocooning Continues
I spent most of the freezing cold Vancouver weekend in my jammies. My mauve fleece jammies with skiing penguins on them, to be exact.
You’d think a grown woman wouldn’t do that sort of thing anymore, but in my world this is a much-needed regular occurrence. In fact, it’s safe to say that I’ve become quite fierce about my jammy days, and once decided on I rarely give them up.
The reason is simple – a day in jammies comes accompanied with endless pots of tea, hours under the duvet with a book or an old movie, and feline accompaniment of the most approving sort (because really, the only time they don’t approve of lazing about is when tummy alarms are ringing). In short, it’s a day when I don’t have to answer to anyone (literally) and a chance to get my equilibrium back after a week or three of dealing with
silly twits misguided individuals.
I think that’s worth defending.
This time round was particularly satisfying – I had some paperback mysteries, a movie, and, a pot of Jasmine tea. I rarely drink Jasmine, but since National Hot Tea month has been declared by my neighbours to the South, I figured why not show a little solidarity? So I tried something new, and plan to try a few other new teas this month, although another jammy day isn’t on the horizon any time soon.
Oh, and if you want to learn more about NHTM, why not visit Christine, the lovely proprietress of Morning Coffee and Afternoon Tea?