Cocaine Princess here.
I trust everyone had a magnificent Easter/Springtime Renewal Long weekend like I did.
Good Friday
Valentina and I made plans during the holiday season to spend Easter long weekend in the Caribbean. I left early Friday morning so early it was still pitch black outside. My flight was originally scheduled to leave Friday afternoon but I wanted to get there a.s.a.p. I missed A's party so I won't be blogging about my encounter with the little ones. Before I leave for any voyage especially when it’s to an exotic location I love listening to one particular song, ‘If I Could Go,’ by Angie Martinez. I’ll keep listening to it over and over which has now become a dead giveaway for my sister. ‘How long will you be going away?’ she always asks.
Two days prior to leaving Valentina called. She was already there at the hotel and raving about how awesome everything was. During that same call I needed to establish some ground rules for the trip and warned her if she violated even one of them I was going to pack up my suitcase (well actually I would have told the maid to) and be on the next flight home. What exactly were the rules:
1.
She could not confiscate or hold my laptop hostage like she did last Easter weekend.
2.
She could not absolutely under no circumstances bring up whose name shall not be mentioned.
I have come to learn over the years Valentina just saying I promise really doesn't mean anything unless she swears on something very precious and for her it was the newest Hermès Birkin handbag she recently acquired. The bag which she calls her Birkie is more than precious. It's holy. The entire I Promise Ceremony took place during a live web cam chat. I wasn't going to believe it unless I witnessed it with my own eyes. In return I had to give her my word I would not watch my waistline by counting calories or looking to see how many grams of fat an item contained for the duration of the trip. After I made my promise I said, 'I can already feel my panties cutting off my circulation.'
When I touched down on the island the sun was nearly beginning to rise and waiting for me at the airport was Valentina with Semper-Fi. We hadn't seen each other since Christmas and after she released me from her bear like hug we were driven to the hotel.
The rest of Semper Fi's entire entourage were waiting back in the suite and as soon as I stepped inside Valentina told me to go into the kitchen and open the cupboard that had the ribbon tied on the knob. To save time I didn't bother asking why. I went into the kitchen, located the cupboard with the ribbon and opened it. Inside was a box of Cookie Crisp Cereal. What did you think was going to be inside, Bal Harbour cheesecake? I love that cereal but General Mills doesn't sell it anywhere up here along with two others I enjoy, Franken Berry and Boo Berry. Once I drove across the boarder and spent the entire day shopping and one of the items I had to declare was a box of cereal. According to the customs official I was the 10th person he had seen from my province that day declaring a box of Cookie Crisp.
After making a stop in the kitchen I headed to bedroom to change into my beach ensemble (because the first thing you want to do when you arrive to a hot climate from a cold climate is hit the beach) I saw two things laying on top of the bed. One: a bouquet of orchids. The most beautiful fuchsia colored orchids with white trim I'd ever seen. They were from Valentina's daddy who wasn't able to join us for this trip. The second: a stuffed, plushy goose with a note attached, Love Valentina.
To Be Continued....
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
