Dancing Queen

Well I went to see Mamma Mia on Friday night. It was a girls night.

It was a girls night out just me, Karen, and Gloria. This was the first time I ever spent time with Gloria outside of school, and I must say she is wonderful.

I had the best time.

Chris and I had a little tiff before I left for the movie, and I didn't get home until 12:30 a.m. and he was mad. He was waiting on the porch. He was questioning me with the What, Where, Who, Why and all I kept thinking was:

You are a dancing queen, young, and sweet, only seventeen

Dancing queen, fee the beat from the tambourine

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life

See that girl, watch the scene, dig in the dancing gueen.

Now mind you I didn't dare say it at this point because that would not have been funny right at that moment.

I kept having flashbacks to my teen years.

I looked at him and said 'you are not my daddy'

Well I guess no ... for me.

Hee Hee

Next time I will check in.

I have learned my lesson.

I would just like to say, yes he was upset

Yes I should have called but in my defense I would like to say that after are tiff I tried calling him several times before the movie and he wouldn't answer so thats what you get.

For those of you wondering about the movie I want to tell you it is a musical. I would not take my husband to see this movie. If you would like a male's view on this film just ask my brother Josh. He made gagging noises everytime they started to sing.