Let me start by saying dinner with my ex and his new mamacita, couldn’t have gone better. Not because Andre was a perfect gentleman; he wasn’t even close. In fact I would go as far as saying he acted like a total dingdong. (strong language I know…) I would even go as far as saying he was like Chet, the older brother from Weird Science….a blob with a crew-cut. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud when I figured that one out!
The whole time Andre was burping, calling the waitress “nurse,” (only funny when Anna Faris does it) wearing a sombrero and drinking out of a giant margarita glass; but I was smiling with contentment. Why, you ask? Because, I was listening to the sweet rhythm of my own head going tick-tock-tick tock…let the countdown clock BEGIN!!!!! Andre leaves in 36 hours and 29 minutes. Another reason why Saturday is the best day of the week!
If the rustic street cafe full of vibrant colours and warm ocean air hugging me like a big cozy snuggie, wasn’t enchanting enough… there was Elva.
She’s Andre’s gal-pal. She doesn’t speak hardly ANY english– no wonder she can still stand Andre! And she’s a dead ringer for Saffron Burrows, a scientist, (plays into the whole Deep Blue Sea theme) and again, DOESN’T speak hardly any english. All those factors + her downing three mojitos = A VERY HOT situation. Which leads me to this; during our meal I felt something crawling up my leg. At first I thought it was la cucaracha, but once I locked eyes with Elva I knew it was just her expressing herself, the only way she knows how…FOOTSIE. Best dinner surprise ever!