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Suzanne’s Online PJ Party

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My friend, Sarah was due to have her 6oth birthday and we (our friends of 30 some years) wanted to celebrate in a special way…..”A Power-Puff Girls Pajama Party” . I stocked up on matching plates, napkins, favors and party bags all bearing the all-important “Power-Puff” logo at a nearby Party Store. Another shopper helped me locate the items I wanted and then asked “How old is your little one going to be?” When I answered “60” she gulped , rolled her eyes. And walked away!
One friend graciously offered her beach house for a weekend of massages, finger-nail painting, food and lots of laughs! To add to the ambiance I supplied matching jamies that we all wore with pride. See attached photo. It was a pajama party like no other and one that is talked and smiled about still! Barb
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Hey Suzanne

Your fun ideas are what keep me coming back each day to read with you!!!

I have for years slept in a tshirt and my husbands flannel boxers shorts, which he said were "too warm" for him! ;)

I've tried to remember to purchase pajamas for my kids each christmas, but alas, they too like old tshirts and shorts for bed... thanks for the fun! Passing it on to my book club and maybe we'll have a brunch/pj party one month this spring when we meet up to chat about a book! Angie

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Hi Suzanne, I am a long-time pajama lover. My computer nickname was always "flanneljill" because I spent every spare moment of the cold months in flannel pj's. One of my most memorable pairs is a waffle weave set with cowboys and bucking bronco's on them. They were very expensive (probably because I really wanted them) but my best friend, who is now my husband, Roger, bought them for me.
Roger's dad lived downtown where we worked and he would be out walking in the afternoon when we went to lunch together. Whenever he would see us together he would get this dreamy sentimental look in his eyes when looking at us together. Finally, in 2000, after being platonic friends who worked together for 24 years, I altered my mind-set and allowed myself to see Roger romantically and we got married. Shortly after we were married, Roger's dad got leukemia and was in Hospice. The only thing he was comfortable in was a man-style red flannel pajama top with plaid piping around the edges that I had worn and washed to the point of it being cozy. So I was glad to give something meaningful to this sweet man who saw the potential for his son and me before I did. Jill

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Suzanne,

picture15I so wish I had a photo to go with this message! Unfortunately most of my childhood photos were lost. However, I can clearly remember the excitement when we would go to my grandmother's every Christmas and she would have sewn matching flannel pajamas for me and my sister. My sister and I are as different as night and day - she is red haired, blue eyed, and petite while I am tall, blonde, and still trying to lose the baby fat (mind you, I'm almost 40 :) ). This is the only time I can ever remember us dressing alike - willingly, no less!

After we donned our new pajamas, we would each take turns with all of the other cousins in singing 'our' Christmas carol. Being the youngest, I am not sure how Grandma and Grandpa decided whose carol was whose - but Jingle Bells was mine. I can remember the warmth of the tiles before the fireplace on my bare feet and the feeling of being surrounded by love - and flannel.

I don't have a picture of our pajamas, but am including a picture of my sister and myself (I'm the drooling baby on the right) sitting on our grandma & grandpa's lovely green paisley velvet couch - gotta love the 60's! Thanks for your great letters every day - it's so fun to read with you. Jery
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Suzanne,

One of my fondest memories are of Christmas with our cousins. Every Christmas my grandmother made long flannel night gowns (this was in the 60s) with the long sleeves, high necks all in pretty prints for us girls - all 7 of us. It's funny but I have no memory of what my brother and male cousins got! We do have pictures of us lined up in front of the fireplace in our night gowns ready to sleep in a big feather bed together waiting for Santa's visit. Those were the days . . . Now in my menopausal years I would die of heat exhaustion in one of those gowns! Great memories though. Jane
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Hi Suzanne!
When I was a very little girl I had a red flannel nightgown that I loved. It was long with long sleeves. I had matching slippers & a teddy bear with exactly the same outfit. Kathy
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When I was about 5, I had a mint green sweatshirt that had roses and carousal horses on it. It was handed down to me by my sister, so it was already "worn in" and very soft on the inside. I wore it as often as I could, even keeping it on long after weather dictated something lighter. My mom decided that it was too ragged to be passed on to my younger sister, and was going to throw it out. Pack rat that I was, I begged her to let me keep it and save it in my "little girl box." Finally she agreed and stored it away for me. Now I am so glad I have it so I can show my own children and tell them about my childhood. Rebekah
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I grew up a nighty girl with the wonderful knowledge that each year I would get a new colourful, nighty from my nana each Easter. I received many favourites over the years but the all time winner had to be a navy t-shirt nighty with thin red stripes, a red neckband and sleeve ends. It was so soft and delicious floating over my body and always made me feel good, just like a big hug from my nana. Nowdays I live in a much colder climate so PJ’s are the way to go, but I search for the same soft, wonderful fabric of that navy and red nighty. Margaret
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Hi Suzanne,

picture16My favorite pajama memory is rather recent. In January 2009, my daughter, granddaughter, daughter-in-law, and I held a "girls-night-in" pajama party. We wore matching pj's, had a fashion show with a red feather boa as the prime accessory, ate pizza and popcorn and cookies and ice cream, watched chick-flicks, and danced and giggled all night long. All of us had very little sleep, but we all had lots of fun and made precious memories together. Thanks for a chance to relive that evening again and for the opportunity to win those wonderful pajama party prizes! Cheri
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Hi Suzanne,

I hope it's not too late to join the pajama party!

In our family we have PJs that are called 'ready to roll' sleeping clothes. I am not sure who coined the name first, my mom or late uncle, I just remember them saying, "Your wearing 'ready to roll' sleeping clothes!", whenever my normal daytime attire turned into my PJs. Now there are certain rules for wearing 'ready to roll' sleeping clothes -

1st You must be going to an early, early, early event that requires you to get up at the crack of dawn before the roosters wake up! 2nd Clothes must be clean and ironed because you will be sleeping in your bed with them on - see 1st rule above. 3rd You must sleep stiff as a board - see 1st and 2nd rule above.

Now this may seem weird to some people, but I still wear 'ready to roll' sleeping clothes on occasion. When I think about my mom and late uncle saying that it puts an instant smile on my face. Teneisha
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My cousin and I were so excited when we were teenagers to be (finally!) able to wear "shorty pajamas": We thought they were the cutest, sexiest (although we didn't say that way back when) things we had ever seen. I remember cutting out a pair - light blue- that I got busy and never did finish.
My favorite pajama pictures,though, are of my kids in red and white pajamas much like yours. Barbara

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