It was a good week

Last Friday was awesome. Sir’s work had a party. It used to be a holiday party, but they figured everyone is so busy that they changed the date. I had so much fun. I can be pretty shy, I know a lot of people that he works with, but it was still a little lonely until Sir got there – he had to work late. Once he got there I felt safe and less shy and started to let loose. We mostly sat around and talked and teased each other. A lot of alcohol was consumed by everyone except me. One of his co-workers invited me to a Zumba dance class. I had never heard of it and thought she was talking about hammer pants, which I learned are called zubaz, not zumbas