DADDY'S LONG JOHN'S.

It is Tuesday morning. Early morning but then I am always up early. It is March the 16th. Remember March the 2oth. The first day of Spring. It has been cool the last few days but Momma always said it got cool and stormy before Easter. And you all know Momma was always right.

When I was a kid you knew when Spring was really here and things were warning up when Dad went from his one piece long Johns to undershirt and boxer shorts. Then the first sign of cool weather in the Fall back to the long Johns. I never knew for sure why they called them by that name. Though of course they were one piece and long but I always wondered why John. Why not long Fred's or long Sam's, but John it was. Dad caught cold easy and Mom always said it was because he wore them long Johns so long and he would get hot, then sweaty and then catch cold. Now whether that was a fact or not I don't know. But it was what Mom thought.

I can remember seeing Dad walking from the bedroom to the bathroom in those one piece jobbers. And when I was little I always thought I would like to have some. I thought they looked neat. I am sure they weren't that neat, trying to go to bathroom and letting down the trap door in the back. Now I know it wasn't really a trap door but I thought it looked like one.

I think if I had some I just might wear them now for pajama's. I wear sleep pants and some sort of raggedy old top. I have never really ever been the sexy nightgown type. When I go to bed I want something comfortable and in cool weather, something warm. My feet are always cold. So why not long John's or long Fred's or whatever. I remember years ago when Billie was about thirteen we bought her some bright red Pajama's, they looked like Long John's. She loved them.

I love pretty clothes but will defiantly sleep in just about anything. I admire women who look great when they sleep and wear these great looking night clothes. They seem to be the ones who's hair looks great too even when they sleep. My hair doesn't look good when I'm awake and just spent an hour on it. Let alone at night. I have visions of myself floating around in red satin nightgown and robe. With red furry slippers. My make-up correct and hair like a model. Slightly tousled with wisps falling across my forehead. Instead I look like a cross between that Maxine in the cartoons except she has more hair than I do. And Edith off the "All in the family." I will never look good when I sleep.

I don't look that good when I am awake and trying hard. So why not the long John,s. Maybe decorate them a little. Some pearls or a bright colored scarf around the waist. It could start a whole new trend.What does it really matter anyway, what we sleep in? I always use to worry what if I died in my sleep and I looked awful, no make-up or nothing. Now it makes me mad to think I might die. I sure am not going to get dressed up for them. Let them see me as is. I use to put eyeliner on before bedtime. Now I think no way. I will always wear eye liner though in the daytime.. Always. I know it is no longer is in style. But frankly I don't care. I like it, I wear it. Just that simple you see.

So here we are another day that has been just one long ramble. Although you do know now my Dad use to wear long John's and slept in them. You have also learned I wouldn't mind having a pair myself. You also learned I wear crappy clothes to sleep in. I can just hear the one or two that might read this think, "Frankly, Billye who gives a d---. So with those thoughts I Will go. Oh I might add I am on my seventy-ninth day. Yahoo!!!!!!!!!! They might not make any sense these Blogs. But look at me. I'm still writing them.