Last night,

Last night,
 I raised my glass.
Last night,
 I threw up my hands, and screamed like a school girl.
Last night,
 I was surrounded by decandance, alcohol, and profanity.
Last night,
 I gave up the minivan and the music class.
Last night,
 I abandoned the responsibilites of mommyhood.

I sang.

I screamed.

I clapped.

I danced.

I relaxed.

I rocked....hard.