Ana and I met at a bar where my band used to play music. She was sitting with her cider looking like a million bucks, her eyes were shining messengers of our future. She was wearing jeans, a purple cashmere sweater and #957 heels from her massive shoe collection. I said the only pertinent Spanish phrase I could remember "uh, uh, quieres bailar?" without hesitation she said "Si quiero". Man, this girl can cut a rug. I don't remember how long we danced but I wanted it to last forever. I texted her the next day (not like I was desperate or anything) and she invited me over for posole y taquitos. I was like, "What are you doing God?"... "She can cook too?". I was very nervous. Also at that time in my life I didn't have a car so she gave me hers. I didn't have any money so she paid for our first date. I needed a vacation so she took me to the ocean. I hated my job so she recommended me a better one. So hey guys, if you're wondering what a good woman should do .... She changed my life. Me borrowing her car turned into me fixing it. Her posole and taquitos turned into us sharing our favorite recipes. Now we dance every night, music or not. I will love you everyday sugar. Tu eres mi colibrí.