Today, I was thinking about what makes me feel cozy. While I largely think cozy is a weird word and it makes me think of the strange knitted cover you put over a tea pot, its primary meaning is a feeling of comfort, warmth, and relaxation.

I love being comfortable. PJs are my jam. Being in my pjs as soon as is socially acceptable is how I like to roll. My boys got me a snuggly, fuzzy, plush housecoat a couple of Christmases ago and is amazing. So comfortable (and warm). It is like being wrapped in a giant hug. Snuggled down in my comfortable chair, in my cozy, Christmas pjs, and plush & lush housecoat ensures I am going to be comfortable.

I used to dislike being too warm, and while I still do, I have come to realize I do not like being cold. At all. The older I get, the less I like it. I made my son a big warm blanket out of that blanket yarn that was all the rage a few years ago and since blankets are not in shortage here, I borrowed it and use it to nap with on Sunday afternoons… And other afternoons that end in ‘day’. I enjoyed a cup of tea today, and several cups of coffee.

All these things combined, plus a good book (I have four or five on the go), a movie, a chat via text, writing on my computer, journaling in a notebook.. All add up to relaxation. I find different ways to relax. Sometimes, its crocheting a few stitches, sometimes, it’s day dreaming or watching something I have recorded on the PVR.

Being cozy can be as much as state of mind as it is a physical state. I think one must experiment and play around until you find your own. My wish for all is that you take the time to find your Christmas cozy, even if it’s a weird knitted warming sweater for your tea pot.