It’s still dark as I make my way to the Park, the temperature barely hitting 30.
I’m wearing so many clothes it looks as if I’ve just sneaked out of a hotel without paying the bill, the only way to travel in these chilly climes.
The sleepy streets are empty except for someone in the distance walking their dog.
As they come nearer I see it’s a girl who couldn’t be more than 12 or 13, still wearing her PJs that are exactly like a pair of mine.
Along with Uggs she probably jumped into minus socks, a little cap and a light weight navy parka, the cold didn’t seem to be bothering her.
Her dog, a white Bulldog with serious width, appears warmer in a fur coat making him look like a fat, short Liberace.
As I approach smiling, chilly despite my layers, say, “Aren’t you cold in just your pajamas?”
“Nah, I’m good,” she says, smiling back, strolling like we were in Palm Beach.
The dog, who seems annoyed he has to stop, grunts before lifting his leg.
“Well,” I guess he told me.”
This kid giggles, the pom-poms of her hat swinging like a pendulum making me like her right away. There was nothing of the snoot in her you often encounter in an Upper East Side preteen.
I keep smiling, even as I peel off knowing, I’ll remember her, especially when I wear my green plaid L.L. Bean pajamas and jump into my Uggs without socks.
SB
In Ireland, people shop in their pyjamas 😂
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I could get into that. You just don’t see that too often in these parts. Nice of 🇮🇪 Ireland to write. ✍🏻
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You’re welcome 😊
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SB,
There are certain ‘hot spots’ to which I’ll notice a smattering of PJ’s from time to time. Grocery shopping late night or early morning. The PO, since nobody seems to go there anymore, so it’s become like the fashion Wild West. School dropoffs are another. Peeps will stroll up with their kids in full sleep regalia. And Walmart, of course . . and any time of day there.
Personally, as much as it would be cool to wear them to the movies or drinks with a friend, Imma pass. Because there’s gotta be something to look forward to and if I got my PJ’s on already, that’s one less thing.
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This made me laugh and boy, did I need it this wretched morning. You’re too much. 😊
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Happy I could supply.
Hang in there, Thin Girl.
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Laughs are hard to find these days, like peace and quiet and all the Mussels and Pomme Frites you can eat between noon and 3 for 12.95. Sigh 🍽
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Mussels and Pomme Frites . . . . time . . starts . . . NOW!
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There used to be places everywhere you could have as many as you want, like an open fish bar, but no more. Now you’re lucky to get cutlery.
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What if we bring our own cutlery? LOL
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Chopsticks. You can store them in your hair.
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Geisha Rules. I dig . . I dig! 😉
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I have a strain of the Geisha in me. She sleeps most of the time these days but she’s still in residence. Yawn
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You’re so low key about it. I think it’s the cat’s pajamas. Me and Maynard, that is . . .
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I dig…I dig. You have me saying that. There’s nothing more undignified than an old beatnik. Maynard with a touch of arthritis. 😎
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You want dignity when peaceful and easy is so much more worthwhile?
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I suppose.
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That was a begrudging response there, my fair lady.
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I’m cranky. Sorry
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I’m not eligible when it comes to legislating crankiness, seeing as how I run on the thing some days. And please, don’t be sorry. There’s nowhere to go with sorry.
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Okay. I don’t know what gets into me sometimes since I never consider myself political. I just get ornery over present presidential and political behavior in general along with the press writing about it.
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Me too. I take small doses, after which I go through a cleanse.
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You have a strong point of view you write about with great aplomb and clarity. I, on the other hand, sound as if I forgot my meds.
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Aplomb . . great word.
And I don’t read you that way.
All in the vantage point, I’m guessing.
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Aplomb always reminds me of a big splash in the pool. Verse draped in headlights. It’s a good word for you since you hold no prisoners when you write. All the greats nod from the ether. ✍🏻
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This is great commentary to go along with my java, tell you what.
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No big deal – Accepted attire at WalMart. Are these it? https://tinyurl.com/y89d8tge
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I’m from Connecticut Frank, and feel there’s such a thing as too casual. Ya know what I mean? Though I do appreciate a no big deal, point of view.
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LOL … and FYI … I’m not a WalMart regular.
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Think what you’re missing Frank….especially in summer when a girl might pop out in her nighty….ooh
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When it’s too cold to be naked, your PJs can double as underwear, and you can wear them right around the clock. Eventually, you start to stink but it can see you through a short cold snap. Great for dog-walking in the snow. :-0
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You’ve just advertised England in a big way…jammies round the clock. 🙂
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One has to be practical. When Smudge demands her morning constitutional, it’s sub-zero outside and too cold to change inside, just add layers.
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I understand…but when a girl has to go, she has to go.
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Good story, I’ve been left with the image of a Bulldog looking like Liberace which I find quite amusing.
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First off, animals look ridiculous in outerwear, and most of them know it. I knew a Basset Hound who refused to walk in her winter coat. However, I will say, Liberace with a tail, seemed to preen in his. All he needed was a candelabra and a piano. 🙂
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Remember the song “Night and Day”? Night and day, you are the one. The song must have been referring to PJs; we just didn’t know it then.
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By Jove, I think you’re right. 🧐
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My son would so fit in as a ‘Murican. He gets home from school or work and immediately slips on his flannel jammies bottoms. Far as he’s concerned, there’s no big whup in going to the convenience store (‘k, it’s across the street, bit still) in such attire. If we should go out for something together? Better switch the flannel for jeans if he wants to hang with me!
Meanwhile, that chica sounds like a nice kid…
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Not very Noo Yawkie she seemed, like an actual mother raised her, not some nanny with dubious citizenship on her cell speaking in some idle Islandese. Sigh
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Now I have “The Nanny Diaries” in mind…🙄
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That was a good film made here. I forget the plot but I think nanny is hailed at the end.
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After being totally taken advantage of, she is.. I think. I forget too!
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It’s all smoke and mirrors remember. Show biz. Huh
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I’ve no trouble believing that.
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Shoot! Sorry. Please flush my first incomplete response!!
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Noted though unnoticed.
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It’s always nice to cross paths with one of the Good Ones. They don’t mind when you speak to them and usually have something just as funny or clever to reply with. You know you’d be fast friends no matter what the other differences may be.
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You’re right. We’d be great friends.
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There are plenty of good kids around. You’ve provided proof of this over and over again. As for going out in pj’s, I can’t imagine doing it, says the person who used to go braless in a midriff top and jeans that hung down around my hip bones.
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Welcome home Skinny. We missed you at athingirl.com 🙂
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I will never look at a bulldog again without thinking Liberace. Hahaha!
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I just saw him wearing a Burberry raincoat and I’m not making that up. I’m assuming it was authentic since he’s an Upper East Side pooch. He’s not the friendliest doggie either. He sneers at you. But he’s cute anyway, as long as you leave him alone.
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