The Fab Husband knows what he likes, and for him, music mostly stopped in the 80’s. There’s a few acceptions,most notably Amy Winehouse and Miguel Bose.
After 12 years together, I don’t really have much choice in loving Miguel Bose, do I? It’s not really that hard though, the guy is super eye candy, and he’s still pretty much rocking out. Which was why I was so happy when I found out he was coming to Cancun for a concert.
It was actually a perfect evening, we checked into a only moderatly cheesy AI in Cancun, had a few drinks, ate dinner, and met Fab’s cousin, Nancy, for the concert. I should have known there would be something that would go wildly wrong, since, when entering the stadium, a purse search turned up a camera that I didn’t even know I had with me. They originally didn’t want to let me in at all, but, well, we all know how persuasive the Fabster can be when he wants to be.
Basically, what that meant was that he was now responsible for the beer tab for us, Cousin Nancy, and two security guards.
The concert took place at the brand new stadium where Cancun’s brand new futbol/soccer team plays. The concert was superb. There was the perfect blend of his old stuff and his new material (which, don’t tell anyone else, but I actually like better!)
Anyhow, great concert aside, there’s no negating the call of nature, especially if you’ve been guzzling beer for the past two hours. Cousin Nancy, who, poor thing, had been plied with unacustomed booze for the past two hours, entered the large (and suprisingly clean) staduim bathroom with me.
This is a giant bathroom with two sections of probably about 20 stalls on each side. When I attempted to flush, the entire metal mechanism of the industrial toilet literally fell off and landed on the floor with a loud clank.
A huge fountain, of thankfully clean water came shooting up out of the hole, taller than the actual stall wall, and doused the entire left side of my body.
I ran screaching out of the stall, where Nancy is washing her hands. I’m wild eyed, wet, and screaching at her for help. Girlfriend looks at me deadfaced, and literally says,”Do I know you?”
We both go running out of the now flooding bathroom, dodging women who are now trying to ford what amounts to an open firehose. As we gathered up Fabs, and ran away, I looked back and saw the water running out under the door.
I’m really sorry about your bathroom, Cancun, I swear!
An ex-Connecticut Yankee who has called Cozumel home for over 18 years, Laura ran away to the Caribbean years ago, bumped around the islands teaching SCUBA diving, lost some time in Jamaica, and finally stopped in Cozumel for a 2 week vacation that hasn’t ended yet. With a degree in Journalism from a fancy private college she convinced her parents to pay for, Laura writes, edits, and creates the weeklyCozumel 4 You news,social media, and promotional articles about the island, as well as moderates the Cozumel 4 You Facebook group, which currently has over 25,000 members. Her long suffering husband, Fabian, has long since resigned himself to having zero private life, as he’s been involved in her various schemes and plots since his arrival. Proud parents to a variety of rescue dogs and cats, Laura continues to be the bane of her traditional Mexican mother-in-law’s existence, as she muses her way through life in the Mexican Caribbean.
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Una ex yanqui de Connecticut quien llama hogar a Cozumel desde hace más de 15 años. Laura escapó al Caribe hace años, desplazándose de una isla a otra dando clases de BUCEO. Se dedicó a perder el tiempo en Jamaica y finalmente se detuvo en Cozumel para pasar unas vacaciones de 2 semanas que aún no terminan. Convenciendo a sus padres que pagaran una elegante universidad privada, obtuvo su título en Periodismo y Laura crea semanalmente Cozumel 4You, medios sociales y artículos promocionales sobre la Isla y también es moderadora en el grupo Cozumel 4 You en Facebook que actualmente cuenta con 25,000 miembros. Fabián, s umuy tolerante marido, desde hace mucho tiempo se resignó a no tener vida privada, pues se ha visto implicado en los diversos proyectos y planes que urde Laura. Son orgullosos padres de diversos perros y gatos rescatados. Mientras contempla su paso a través de la vida en el Caribe mexicano,Laura continúa siendo la pesadilla en la existencia de su muy tradicional suegra mexicana.
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