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Stepping Out

I'm excited about tonight. It's been on the calendar for awhile now. I've cleared my schedule, planned my outfit, set a little money aside...

I'm stepping out on the town with my best girls for a little ladies' night fun, at the Second Chance, of course. Village Green meets HoCoHouseHon with a little Bridge to Tomorrow thrown in. I am anticipating drinks and snacks, possibly dinner and some all-around silliness and good fun. A most excellent way to face the ides of January, don't you think?

For all of you word geeks out there, here's this from Merriam-Webster:

Definition of STEP OUT

1. to go away from a place usually for a short distance and for a short time

2. to go or march at a vigorous or increased pace

3. die

4. to lead an active social life

5. to be unfaithful —usually used with on

Wow. That is way more definition than I was looking for at this hour of the morning. Let me assure you that I have no intention of dying or cheating on anyone. But I bet you knew that. What I do have are two amazing daughters and an itch to live it up a little in the middle of a gray and miserable week.

It's not networking, it's not the eager ambition of a social climber, or an exploratory social event of someone looking to improve one'e political chances. It's one night carved out and set aside for the two local bloggers who are nearest and dearest to my heart.

Just the thought of it is putting a little spring in my step.



 

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