…the mouse howls at the moon.
That's me: No. 5 from the left. So excited for a night on the town after four days of single parenting.
Of course I channeled my inner groupie and wound up on stage at Howl at the Moon in Chicago. Where else would I be?
I know I look like a cardboard cutout, but that's me, really, up on stage.
Wow. I’m from Chicago and have never even heard of Howl at the Moon. I guess I’ve been away from the club scene far too long! Glad you had a great time!
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Hi, Bee. It was really fun, albeit very touristy.
Thanks for stopping by!
So great! Can’t believe you look so radiant and fabulous after all that single-parenting!
Haha! Thank you, Louise.
I honestly can’t remember the last time I had a girl’s night out. Maybe that’s why I many, many years from a girls these day. Looks like you had fun.
You should plan one, mama! You deserve it.
Wow! Go, you! Sometimes a night out is more relaxing than a massage.
I totally agree.