I know how to use them. This is my right leg, extending into my always sporty Adidas flip flop. Man the stories those things could tell, from the locker room shower to...never mind. Not important.
These are a great pair of pajama pants. Why are they called a pair? There is only one, so why is it a pair of pants. Feel free to enlighten me, but frankly this seems like yet another ridiculous English language thing that just doesn't make sense. But not in an oxymoronic sort of way, like swiss cheese. Oh yeah. So my mother made these pants for me, as well as a pair for Chris. I gladly wore them in New York where it was cold. I wore them under my work pants when it was really cold, as well, khaki doesn't stop wind very well.
I wore these pants into Freebirds this evening to pick up our dinner. It was wonderful. I felt it brought a certain elegance that Freebirds lacks. Dinner was delicious to, but beware to those of you near me tomorrow.
I was also sporting my A&M zip-up fleece, made by Adidas. Got a great deal on that with the TexAgs store going out of business. I always find flip flops to be appropriate evening wear, even when it is freezing.
Now if she will just make me those footy pajama pants I have been wanting.
*Taken with iPhone, 12/3
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