There’s something so cozy and comforting about traditions. It’s reliable and you don’t have to stress about doing or thinking up something new… Many years back my small group (lylas… or love you like a sister) started a little tradition of our own. Since the holidays are so busy and expensive, we decided for our group, we would have a gift exchange and pajama and spaghetti night. Everyone picks up one or two ingredients to contribute and we went from having a secret santa gift to doing a white elephant gift (which has been hard for me, since I usually only have stuff I really want in my home…, I might need to start picking up things I don’t really need for the holidays ^__^) we cook together, and sit around in our elastic waisted pjs and eat to our hearts content and chatter away until food coma sets in. Then we retreat to another room to do our gift exchange. I wish we had a picture this year, but we were missing our facebook loving, photo posting sister this year. And I keep forgetting to take my camera around with me…
I <3 my small group. I really do love all of them like a sister ^__^
Here’s the closest thing I could find to the pajama set I picked up from Macy’s- only $18 on sale and coupon combo, but mine was creamish color with red little birds with gray decorative things on it.
