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Moms In Da Club

Even though my priorities have shifted and my bedtime comes earlier than it used to, I still have that yearning to get dressed up, meet up with my friends, and dance until we’re sweaty and exhausted. I imagine there would be less flirting with random dudes, more sobriety, and better choices being made if we dabbled in the club scene in our late 30s and early 40s. Our husbands and life partners would appreciate that, I’m sure.

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