O.M.G. I am so tired. Just got home from the club. Went alone tonight because none of my friends could go. I had so much fun--of course. Sometimes I amaze myself at how incredibly outgoing I am. Made some new friends and we exchanged phone numbers. They go out a LOT and I am hoping they call/text me next time they go out. We had a great time dancing the night away.

I wonder how many calories I burned jumping up and down, screaming and dancing for four hours? I usually come home absolutely drenched in sweat and ravenous, so it must be a pretty good burn. Probably drank it all back in beer calories, though. I enjoy doing this so much. It is such a release from my work and my life. Major de-stressor! But, so is running.

I've actually had a couple of people I know tell me to grow up, or get divorced. Guess they don't think that a woman my age, and in my position, has any business out "clubbing" or drinking with friends. They make it sound so evil and wrong. Not that I care--because I am very happily married and my child is very well cared for and well-adjusted. What, exactly, is so wrong with enjoying dancing, music and beer once a week, anyway? People amaze me, really. Oh well. I don't care, I just find it fascinating.

Alright. Off to bed with my tired @ss. Ike blew through here this afternoon and we are in store for some REALLY nice weather over the next few days. When I wake up, I am opening EVERY window in the house!