It's probably because we're a lake community, where everyone is pretty informal to start with, but on Sunday morning, you'd be surprised at how many people wear their (tasteful) pajamas to the local restaurant...LOL!!
You mean when I drag myself outta bed and down the the Family Pancake House, where everybody knows my name and what I want for breakfast and how I want it cooked, I'm s'posed to get dressed first? Mind you, I don't wear what I had on when I got outta bed - that would be a little much, but lounge pants and houseshoes? What's wrong with that?