I see London, I see France

Sometimes, while at work and not busy, my mind wanders and goes to some unusual places. You are about to see where is visited today. I was reading a book the other day – I think it was Anne Stuart’s latest and there was this scene that had me puzzling. The heroine, who was married, but didn’t sleep in the same room with her husband – and she was a newlywed to boot so you gotta know there are issues in that marriage – but that’s not what had me puzzling. What did was a scene where she was getting ready for bed and she put on underwear and then her pajamas and I couldn’t help thinking ‘why on earth would she do that???’

I know I’m giving away WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION (heh heh heh) but I don’t wear underwear to bed when I’m sleeping in my own bed – alone. I totally don’t see the point. If you are sleeping in a bed with roomies in a hotel, of course it’s a different story so former roomies need not worry – but alone? Ah home? Pour quoi?

At this point it might be of interest to know what kind of younger sisters I have. At times they live to persecute and torment me and this is one of their evil ways. You see – I call them underwear or panties. But my nemeses in this discussion INSIST on calling them underpants. To me, when I hear the word underpants it brings back those haunting memories of seeing my grandmother’s underclothes wear hanging out on the line. Big, white, full figure *shudder*. Just that word makes me cringe and Lisa and Nancy know this and use the word underpants unmercifully. We’ve even had deep discussions about this word. They say it’s what you wear under pants so what else would you call them? I, of course, come back with what if you are wearing a dress or a skirt – what about then eh?

But wait – now I’m getting riled up again and slightly off topic.

If one wears pajamas, which by their very nature have bottom parts, what is the point in wearing underwear beneath them? The only reason I can come up with is you expect to have a fire in the middle of the night and don’t want to be caught by a handsome firefighter without the foundation of undergarments. But in that case, reasoning follows that you would also wear a bra to bed and that would be very uncomfortable. I like to grant the puppies freedom at night.

And same goes for a nightgown. Unless it’s a very, very short one, your assets would be covered.

The nightgowns I wear – unless I’m wearing jammies, go below my knees so no matter how much twisting and turning I do, it never ends up around my waist. So again – why wear underwear to bed – unless of course they are boxers or something and they ‘are’ part of one’s sleeping ensemble. Think about it – what if you are one who wears thongs – and is a restless sleeper. Wouldn’t you run the risk of giving yourself wedgies all night?

It’s a different scenario of course if you aren’t sleeping alone – or with roomies and the purpose is to entice a willing victim. But then again, in that case chances are they would be off soon anyway so you wouldn’t have to deal with the wedgie problem.

I’m curious now of course. Are more women more comfortable wearing underwear under pajamas? Are they hoping for a midnight call by sexy cop?

Because I thought some might want to remain anonymous when answering such a personal question, and because doing polls is fun and easy now, I’ve added one.

Now you know what thoughts occupied my mind today.

And more important - why the hell does my font keep changing as if it had a mind of it's own?