Yesterday was my birthday. I spent most of the day at my sisters' women inspirational get together.

An inspirational get together is a gathering where vendors and speakers are invited to your home to uplift, support, and educate your guests. The theme at her function was pampering yourself, one of the activities was a belly dancing demonstration. Boy, talk about fun. As the birthday girl, I was presented with a real dancing belt complete with rows of jingling coins, finger cymbals (zills), and enough smiles and laughs to last until my next birthday.

Women from all walks of life (conservative in Sunday church suit to around the way girl in wife beater and shorts), hit the floor with giggles and naughty innuendos. It was just too funny watching all these ladies letting more than their hips loose, and genuinely enjoying themselves.

Something about belly dancing goes beyond the sensual. The moves are well let's face it SEXY and can make even the most out of shape person (oops freudian slip) feel like the most desirable woman in the universe. Add the hoots and lewd compliments from your fellow dancers, and you can't wait to get home to show that special someone how to really ring your bells.

This day will go down as one of my favorite birthdays, and the beginning of a new addiction. Of course there are plenty of heath benefits to belly dancing. I just can't keep my face straight enough to make that justification for my new outfit believable. Jingle, jingle.