"Second only to watching my Mom open lingerie…"
After the holidays, this little ditty rang loudly and clearly across the web… Back to life, Back to reality. Except for me, I think. For me, it’s Back to life, back to fantasy. Yep. I’m enrolling in 6 more weeks of pole dancing classes! And this brings me back to Christmas Eve, when I unwrapped [...]
Pole Dancing… what I couldn't have known
When I put Pole Dancing as #2 on my List of 57 in 52 (57 things/challenges/fears/desires to accomplish in 52 weeks… from my 57th birthday on October 6th ’til next October 6th ), I did so as with great trepidation. I mean… well, facing my fears of flying and heights with skydiving on my 57th [...]
One Grandma hen and 9 spring chickies at a Pole Dancing class
When is the last time the words climb, pull and spin created panic? Toss in body inversion and put it all to heart pumping-music, sensual strobe lights and a pole… and what’daya got? Yep. One Grandma hen and 9 spring chickies at a pole dancing class. Pole dancing is #2 on my List of 57 [...]
On to #2 on Grandma’s List of 57 in 52…
Okay. I skydived, or sky-dove… (what is the past tense of skydive, anyway?)… last week, on my 57th birthday, and checked skydiving off my list. And for the next 51 weeks, I’ll be checking off 56 more things that I want to accomplish. 57 things in 52 weeks. 57 in 52. #2 is just as [...]
