Comfort zones
I am a grown person I know, but I still believe in concept of security blankets especially in times of stress. During 9/11 it was my new kittens from the humane society that I held and loved on while soaking in the reality of those hard moments that begin four years ago today. This week it has really helped to post blog entries and wear my new kangol
visor, that already looks like it is 10 years old, while absorbing the news from Louisiana.
I know that is weird, especially since I am woman. I have heard criticism from friends and family alike about how girls shouldn't wear caps my entire life, but it never has and never will stop me. It keeps overhead light glare out of my eyes, hides less than presentable hair and for some reason, provides me with a sense of comfort and relaxation and always has. When I was a kid, I wouldn't wear my team cap from softball until the day of the game. There was something sacred and ceremonial about the 'team cap' and that magic carries on to a just a select few caps in my collection. This past week I lost my new green visor and had a panic that reminded me of when I would lose my stuffed bunny Frances as a child. Suddenly my mind raced to every place I had been with green visor in the past day and what if ... what if ... I NEVER FOUND IT EVER AGAIN?!
Frances always showed up. She is in my top drawer as I speak and I found my visor too. I even slept in it one time this week after crashing after an all nighter spent on a freelance magazine job. Weird thing is that it felt comfortable the entire time. I know I am confessing some weirdness here and putting myself out there, but come on, doesn't everyone have items of comfort whether they be old shirts, quilts, cozy socks or well worn Levi's that are faded at the knees.
What are your items of comfort?
Bring it!
visor, that already looks like it is 10 years old, while absorbing the news from Louisiana.I know that is weird, especially since I am woman. I have heard criticism from friends and family alike about how girls shouldn't wear caps my entire life, but it never has and never will stop me. It keeps overhead light glare out of my eyes, hides less than presentable hair and for some reason, provides me with a sense of comfort and relaxation and always has. When I was a kid, I wouldn't wear my team cap from softball until the day of the game. There was something sacred and ceremonial about the 'team cap' and that magic carries on to a just a select few caps in my collection. This past week I lost my new green visor and had a panic that reminded me of when I would lose my stuffed bunny Frances as a child. Suddenly my mind raced to every place I had been with green visor in the past day and what if ... what if ... I NEVER FOUND IT EVER AGAIN?!
Frances always showed up. She is in my top drawer as I speak and I found my visor too. I even slept in it one time this week after crashing after an all nighter spent on a freelance magazine job. Weird thing is that it felt comfortable the entire time. I know I am confessing some weirdness here and putting myself out there, but come on, doesn't everyone have items of comfort whether they be old shirts, quilts, cozy socks or well worn Levi's that are faded at the knees.
What are your items of comfort?
Bring it!
Comments
I have old sweatshirt from law school that it pretty ratty, but it is so cozy and comfortable. and, I still have my stuffed animal from my childhood, suzy, in a drawer in my nightstand..
beckeyethat does sound like a collector's item. the oilers are now the tennessee titans right? i grew up in auburn so the tigers are to all us auburn kids what the pirates and steelers are to a lot of pittsburgh kids. funny how you got your oilers blanket. did your steelers'-loving friends not give you pure hell for using it?
You know what sucks though? On occasion a buddy or a girlfriend "borrows" one of your favorite comfy clothes and it's never seen or heard from again.
I don't look good in hats either.
Echeevo,
I do however wear caps, a lot and I like a blanket in the fall when watching T.V. but I don't think thos are my comfy things. If you mean comfy as in security, I think it would be my hot tea and something sweet late at night. Yup, food that's my comfort zone.
Jamie What a nice present from your grandma. She had some comfort items in mind.
I am all about some pajama pants too.
I sadly had to throw away a pair of blue scrubs last year that I had for almost five years. It was like that scene in "A Christmas Story" when Ralphie said he thought he heard Taps being played as his father buried the broken leg lamp in the backyard.