reassurance

It always feels good to spend the a night out with the girls. To dress up in a sexy pair of jeans, cute top, pretty little heels, and put to use my recent splurge on Gloss.com. It's fun to hit the dance floors, cut a rug or two...and to know that I haven't lost it.

"It" being that feeling of confidence I had when I was once in the world among the singles. The fun and flirty atmosphere of a group of pretty girls all dancing together - the same atmosphere that draws guys' attention like The Hamburgler in a room of dancing Big Macs.

I am an extremely happily married woman, but I am still only human and love the reassurance that my weekends-after-weekends spent sitting in front of the TV watching Picture Perfect for the tenth time over a big glass of wine with my husband comfortably snoring next to me...hasn't effected my ability to score a free beer offer from a hot guy.