my first and last, ahem, pole dancing lesson.

a friend of mine at work had this *fabulous* idea for all of us gals to sign up for a pole-dancing class. i succumbed to the peer pressure and, because i didn't want to be the only "uncool" kid, signed up for it. it was at dolphin dance exotic. it only re-confirmed my suspicion that i am *the* most uncoordinated and klutzy person ever. but hey, i did get out for a kid-less night with girlfriends, and had a yummy dinner at los cabos afterwards with some good friends and a kick-ass strawberry margarita. so it was all good.