You Are The Dancing Queen!!

That’s right. I’m going. Tomorrow night. Box seats.

How? What? Who said that?!

True story: I’m walking back into the building from a little outing this afternoon and our chairman’s assistant asks my coworker if she wants “these.”

As if they were to the Monster Truck Show. And yeah, I still might have been interested.

So J opens up the envelope and they’re MAMMA MIA TICKETS!!

Score. Only there were two. And lucky me, J’s husband doesn’t like musicals.

So tomorrow night, people, me, J, & hundreds of our nearest & dearest will be singing at the tops of our lungs.

And wishing every single day that we could wear this:

Ok, so maybe some of us more than others.

No judging.

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