One Day at a Time... Continued!

What was it about ‘mi chica” that seemed so familiar? It had only been a few weeks since I met her and yet if felt I had known her for a long time. All of a sudden we found ourselves going everywhere together, driving to work together, even going to school together, at least for a while. It was evident that there was a good chemistry there, and if I was a “wannabe player” for “mi chica” I changed my ways.

Me: Baby, I feel like I have known you for a long time.
Mi chica: Why?
Me: I don’t know.
Me: How long have you been coming to Copa?
Mi chica: This is like the second time in a long time.
Mi chica: I came with my best friend but she always disappears on me.
Me: You mean you used to come here a lot before.
Mi chica: No, not really. But there was this one time about a year and a half ago.
Me: Wait a minute, did you say a year and a half ago?
Mi chica: Yes!
Was I living a “Twilight Zone” moment? Wasn’t it about a year and a half ago that Jesse brought me to Copa for the first time? I wonder if…

Me: I used to go to another disco in Long Beach and only been coming here recently. But I was also here once about a year and a half ago. My friend brought me. It was my first time ever at a disco.
Mi chica: I came with my cousins and her crazy friends. They were a wild bunch.
Me: When I came with Jesse it was on a Friday night and it was kind of empty. We were going to leave but they were having a pretty legs contest and…
Mi chica: What?
Me: A leg contest.
Mi chica: I know what you said. I was here that night.
Me: Really!
Mi chica: Yes, there was a leg contest and there were only two girls. So…
Mi chica: My cousin undress me and sent me in wearing only my leotards and my…

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, my Goddess from the leg contest, the one that took my vote, the one that made me take my eyes out from my sockets so I could wipe them clean, the one that made me howl like a Mexican wolf auuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Yes now I remember, no wonder she looked so familiar, no wonder I felt I had known her. I guess my subconscious always remember her even if I didn’t recognized her immediately, but you can’t blame me because on that Friday night my eyes were focused on… well you know on what… her legs!

Me: That was you? No wonder you looked so familiar.
(Coincidence, I say not… it was fate, it was meant to be.)
Me: Boy you came prepared to win that night, even though you came in second.
Mi chica: No! I was dressed but my cousin remembered I was wearing the leotards and… And she made me take off my skirt.
Me: Well, if you must know I went home with no voice that night I was screaming so loud. I was cheering for you.
Me: I can’t believe what I’m hearing.
Mi chica: Me neither.

Actually as I write this and go back in time, on my mind, I still can’t believe it. Here we are almost 27 years later and the memory is still so vivid in my mind. It’s memories like this that make me want to live one day at a time so that I can put them in my memory bank and to be able to retrieve any time I want. I want to live one day at a time and don’t want to miss a minute of it.

Me and "mi chica". back in the day.
Thanks Becca for supplying this awesome image.
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