... So there I was, all gussied up in my Official Writing Pajamas, the ones that match my crit partner's Official Writing Pajamas, and I was ready to write.
My husband laughed at me.
Laughed.
Shocking behavior, doncha think?
See, I'd modeled the jammas and told him, "These are my writing pajamas."
And he laughed. Did I mention that before? That he laughed? Anyway, he said, after he laughed, "Ah, the glamorous look of a romance writer."
Perhaps a description of my Official Writing Pajamas is in order. They are beige-ish, fleecy material, with pastel blue, pink and green snow flakes. There is a cami-top (non-fuzzy) to wear under the button-up fleecy top. AND, I'd added dusty blue slipper sox to the outfit.
Cute, huh?
Glamorous? That depends on your point of view. Comfy and warm, absolutely.
Now. Where did I put my bon-bons and my tiara?
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*flings the trailing end of boa around the slim column of my throat and adjusts tiara to jaunty angle...*
As your twinkie in matching Official Writing Pajamas, I can concur.. it *is* a glamorous life.
Heh.
Don't forget the handbag-sized dog and fluffy feathery pen!
Jess x
Oooo! Jess! A silky-fuzzy long-haired type yipper so I can dye her fur hot pink! Or turquoise! Purple! And let's not forget the diamond-studded collar!
GGG
~LH
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