Accidentally Wore Pjs To School

Accidentally wore my flannel pajamas to school this morning
No one noticed, or if they did, they didn’t say
But wait. Some of them are wearing their pajamas too.
I squint my eyes. It looks kind of like pajamas. 
Maybe they are all wearing their pajamas. 
It is not like we are not covered up because we are.
Nice pajamas! Someone yells. I wave.
Great pajamas! Another person hollers.
There is a pattern here, and I am loving it.
I am the most popular woman in the hallways today.
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Rose  Avatar
July 17, 2021 at 4:43 AM
Was it pajama day ? cuz a minister in United church made up pajama Sunday lol, its seems to be the trend. I like it, I once wore a night dress to a wedding m, but then I could pull it off I was 16, it was a flowing yellow dress look with spaghetti straps, it looked no different then an evening dress, so I wore it. what we did when we were young !
Krutsinger Avatar
July 18, 2021 at 6:53 AM
I love it that you wore that night dress to a wedding! How creative was that! Wow! When you are 16 and look terrific in everything, you can get by with everything.
Chamberlain Avatar
July 16, 2021 at 2:59 PM
Was it pajama day at school? very fun poem.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 17, 2021 at 3:32 AM
Some days are pajama days, and those are usually the days I am the only person who did not "get the memo".I need to leave pajamas at my schools.
Hankins Avatar
July 16, 2021 at 8:43 AM
I think I have seen this, Caren. There are some pants on the market that certainly look like PJs. Good poem.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 17, 2021 at 3:33 AM
My daughter wore her pajamas to work once. She works with doctors. One said "nice pajamas" and she turned and said "Do you have any idea how much I paid for this outfit?" He ended up groveling and apologizing. She is my more like my husband than me. Snicker. Snicker.
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