My wild mind got going last night and I thought of all these things I want to do and see and create. I think my brain was trying to tell me it is malnourished in the creativity department and I need to feed it BIG TIME! So, I’m gonna. And I’m gonna share. And even though I stay up too late and get up too early trying to do all that I have to do I’m going to carve just a little more me time to make these things happen. Push/encourage me! Say “Assi, it is time to get your saucy creative pants on and go wild!” And if you push me enough I will buy these. Or maybe these are more fitting?
{photo taken with VSCO app for my iphone}
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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