Outside it is winter. But in here it’s so hot.
Every night we have to battle with the girls to keep
them from taking off all their clothings. So don’t go
away. Who knows? Tonight we may lose the battle!

And now presenting the Cabaret Girls!
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome
Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret!

Well, kind folks, that some day is here. And this is how this little Caberet thing became #6 on my List of 57 Things in 52 Weeks…

I was minding my own business last Tuesday evening while attempting to master my pole dancing skills. Just to let you in on pole dancing techniques, they get more difficult each week. Yep. And we not only must memorize the moves but incorporate the old moves into the new ones. OK. So I was bopping and spinning and elevator-ing and all that good stuff when one member of our class of 10 asked Jennifer, our instructor, the question to end my nice conservative little life with a little pole dancing on the side. Her voice was all energized and happy and youthful. All exuberant and confident… and did I mention youthful? Anyway, she asked Jennifer, “Can we do a Caberet for an audience?”

My heart stopped beating, and no, not because I was trying to grip the pole with my ankles and not fall on my head. “What?’ I thought.

I had heard correctly and all the class members were dizzied with excitement at the prospect of a Caberet for their friends and guy friends and guy friends and young friends and guys. Jennifer had no problem with this little project, but Jennifer did say that every member of the class had to agree because we would be taking some class time to learn two CABERET PERFORMANCE DANCES… to be performed the week after our last class.

Should I mention here that all 9 of my polemates looked directly at me? My first reaction in my head was “NO. NO. NO. NO WAY.” But before the NO escaped, I said, “Sure. Why not?”

So this is how DANCING IN A CABERET WITH A POLE AND A GROUP OF ENERGIZED YOUNG WOMEN became #6 on my List of 57 in 52. Because sometimes the things on the list come looking for us.

I don’t have a heck of a lot of details yet… but there will be boots. Costumes. Music. And guys. Young ones, I’m sure. And oh yeah, Barry, my husband… who, by the way, thinks this is just as awesome as do those 9 young women in my class. Thanks, Honey. But you ain’t seen nothin’ like this before!

So this is what I’m singing these days…

What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Caberet, old chum. Come to the Caberet.

Put down the knitting, the book and the broom. Time for a holiday. Life is a Caberet, old chum…

It sure is!