flamenco

last night our agency hosted an affair.

it was lovely. i learned how to flamenco. tapas from solera. sangria from heaven.

the flamenco dancer said i was good and she would teach me if i went to see her at la bodega. fabulous.

and i rushed home to the bf at nine.

he leaves for hockey at nine.

usually.

when i arrived at 9:02, i called from the car to let him know.

come inside, he said. it isn't time yet.

i went inside.

he hugged me and said, "hockey was postponed until later."

that would have been nice to know.