I just got back from rehearsals. We were supposed to go for another hour but we needed to stop. The Samba has been so frustrating. I don't get it. Josh is amazing at the other Latin dances, but Samba is so hard for him. We spent an hour going over one step - over and over again - and Josh was getting so frustrated. He thinks I'm being hard on him, but I want his technique to be good. He can't look like he did the first week. He's in the semi-finals. They expect a certain level from him now. I guess the good news is that Jennifer is also struggling with the Samba, so at least our biggest threat is in the same boat.

Needless to say, there hasn't been much warmth between me and Josh the past two days. It's just been hour after hour of frustration. There haven't been any longing looks or sweet words. It's been mostly eye rolls and frustrated sighs. I know it will pass and I know he will conquer this dance, I just wish it would happen sooner than later.

Well, speak of the devil, he's calling. Gotta go. Hopefully I'll report back tomorrow to tell you Josh is awesome at the Samba.