Pole Dancing

Remember date night. The pole dancing part happened last night. I was the first one to arrive, reason being I didnt want to be involve in the bedtime chaos and left before the kids started whining.

Interesting Name Right?

The owner was a really nice lady and she and I chatted for a while before the other mums arrived. There was a lot of giggling, a lot of staring at the 9 poles, a bit of alcohol and huge amount of fun involved.

There was twirling, there was mention of not getting hit in the hoo-haa.

There was feather boas available

There was 5 inch black stilettos , which I passed on. I couldnt even stand in those things.

There was a sexy cross your right leg over your left leg walk.

There was a cat pounce which is the way you should greet your dh in the morning when you wake up. HA!

There was stick your booty out while reaching for something on the lower shelf at the grocery store.

There was pain involve as one realised that to climb up the pole, you need absolutely strong thigh muscles. That or to weigh 105 lbs.

It was fun but its not something I would do again. Firstly the fee is $50 per class which isnt cheap. 2ndreasong is that I am too self conscious. I cannot be liberated enough to run my hand over my rib cage, tousle my hair and let out a pouty smile. Nope, not me.

What was more fun however was going out for drinks afterwards. We talked abt our kids, our marriage, our houses, other mums and sexual slang words. All in all a very fun evening. Reached home at 11 and all the kids were in bed and NK was waiting for me.. to show him the moves I learnt…….*censor* *bleep* bleep*