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Saturday, 28 July 2012

Pyjama Party


Ooh, I love a good pyjama party. At least, I think I do. It's been a good twenty years since I went to, or had one, but I am breaking that dry spell with one tonight. Yes I, Kristy Berridge, thirty and fabulous (just roll with it) is going to a friend's house for a sleep over birthday party.
Okay boys, pipe down. I know what you're thinking - lingerie, pillow fights, and whipped cream.
As if. 
Although I do expect whipped cream - on something totally calorie laden and cellulite inducing.
Oh yes, there will be junk food, movies, boy talk, alcohol, and dare I say it ... Nintendo Wii. It sounds like fun, doesn't it?
Admittedly, when I was kid and slumber parties came up, things were a lot simpler. Diving face first into a pile of cushions and squealing in delight with my friends as we jumped up and down on beds was about all I internalized. Now, as an adult, I'm wondering if there will be enough mattresses to sleep on? Will I have a bad back in the morning? What happens if I fart in my sleep and kill all my friends? Will I be laughed at for my seriously bad bed hair?
And then of course we come to the main dilema - dress code "Pyjamas".
I'd like to say I was cool enough that I normally sleep naked, hence my lack super-cute attire. But alas, I do not let the flesh fly free. One, I'm worried my own boobs might slap me in the face. Two, hubby tends to get what I call a little 'grabby' with it all hanging out there. And three, I'm terrified of random bugs stumbling upon my bed, crawling under my sheets and setting up camp somewhere warm and dark. So, to that end, the great expanse of my nighttime wardrobe is granny undies (for keeping out bugs and hubby), and a random, over-sized night shirt. Naturally this is sexy as hell!
*Cups ears to hear the disgruntled booing coming from the male readers not certain why they continue to read this fantasy blowing blog*
*snickers*
So, tonight I head out in deplorable style - granny undies, boxer shorts, random night shirt, and my infamous pink slippers (see here for the last time these babies went out on the town). I will rock this mis-matched outfit. I will eat until I form a second ass. I will scream like a baby if someone whips out The Exorcist to watch. But I will have fun despite myself and the inevitable midnight gas.


Kristy :)

6 comments:

  1. Totally envious - wish I was there!! Maybe not for the killer fart but definately for the whipped cream an exorcist!

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    1. Thankfully - no killer farts, although watching The Exorcist made me want to barf!

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  2. Have a great time!!!
    (btw) just read the 'fluffy slipper incident' and choked on pumpkin soup....CLASSIC!!! Lol

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    1. Ahhh, you gotta love fluffy pink slippers. I love those little buggers, but I gotta tell you, I accidentally wear them out a lot and then I have a total "f!@$%^k" moment where i scream extra loud.

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  4. Sounds like great sleepwear to me! Have fun at your party! :D

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