The Happiness of the Monkey Drawers

#4 Daughter, the amazing Sara Marian, continues to corrupt her mother, viz., me.

This time, it’s in the matter of cozy pants. She tells me she comes home, showers, gets into her cozy pants, and stays there. Always in the cozy pants. So, when #1 daughter said she and her husband and child are also cozy pants addicts, and offered me a pair that didn’t fit any of them (yes, a pair that was too big for any of them, are you happy now?), I fell for the bait.

They were gateway pants. One pair was simply not enough.

I went online and bought more. Being a cheap bastard, I bought cheap bastard cozy pants, and I both am and am not sorry.

Sorry, because these have no pocketses! How sad is that? Well, I deal with that problem by wearing a fanny pack, although I wear it on my belly. I mean, why would you wear something where everybody in the world can get into it except you? As my grandpa would have said, “That’s just stupid.”

I’m not sorry for my purchases because look what one of them is:

MONKEY DRAWERS! Long-time readers my remember my tears when my previous pair of monkey drawers (different pattern) got all holes in. Oh! The sadness!

But now joy has returned to the MomGothosphere, for I have monkey drawers once more.

I’m posting today on Fatal Foodies about Saraghetti, viz., (just got that term so I have to use it before the new wears off) spaghetti the way daughter Sara makes it.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What piece of clothing makes your main character absurdly happy?

MA

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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “The Happiness of the Monkey Drawers

  1. Dan Antion

    January 24, 2017 at 8:22am

    I have a comfu chair, comfy pants and a favorite hoodie. Life is grand.

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  2. Joey

    January 24, 2017 at 8:46am

    I too have monkey pants. Mine are LOVE MONKEYS! I’ve had that particular pair for 10 years!
    Everyone in this house comes home and changes into houseclothes/pajamas. And when we can’t, when we have to go out and people more, we whine about it!

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      Marian Allen

      January 24, 2017 at 5:39pm

      Absurd? You call my monkey drawers absurd, sir? Rapiers at dawn, sir! 😉

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  3. A.C.Flory

    January 24, 2017 at 4:35pm

    Cultural divide here, or at least a language one – what exactly are comfy pants? Sorry, couldn’t tell from the pic.

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      • A.C.Flory

        January 25, 2017 at 12:17am

        -giggles- I got that! I just thought they were a special brand or style. 😀

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  4. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt

    January 24, 2017 at 6:49pm

    Look up Forever Lazy on Amazon. I look like a giant electric-blue Smurfette when writing. (One piece hooded over-everything union suit.)

    Or did I tell you that already?

    It’s sad when a mind goes.

    I wear them as is – no waist binding – with a light sweatshirt over them if I’m cold.

    Cannot abide being squished in the middle when writing.

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    • A.C.Flory

      January 25, 2017 at 12:21am

      Oh…oh! They have a, um, hatch at the back? All-important-question answered. 😀

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      • Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt

        January 25, 2017 at 11:28am

        Yup. I think the original ‘union suit’ had the same, since it was meant to keep warmth close to the body.

        I have a picture – Marian, can I post pictures here? Do you even want a picture of a Smurfette?

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