a backup dog

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On Friday night Cooper and I purchased something that is not a dog, but in many ways I act as though it is one: a kumquat tree.  At first I called it George, then Little Pickle…but then I realized how stupid it was to give the tree a name and perhaps it shouldn’t be labeled anything at all.  But, I love this thing.  At the store I couldn’t look at anything else…I was just entranced by the little tree in our cart. Yes, I know that kumquat trees are supposed to be an outdoor item, but I have wanted all my life to have a citrus tree so we broke down and got one.  Goal #83592 has been crossed off my list.  I really do treat it like a human or dog…I talk to it, hug it, kiss it, move it from one sunny spot to another several times a day.  And the kumquats are soooooooo good…unlike any kumquat I have ever tasted.  I may be partial because it came from my own tree, but they really are delectable. I couldn’t be happier with this new addition to my life. I am in love.

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Today Cooper and I walked to the farmer’s market in Temescal then through some of the side streets back to Rockridge.  There are so many interesting homes that were formally storefronts way back when.  We peeked into the window of one former corner store and Cooper said it was a full-blown living room.  For some reason I am visually very attracted to commercial/residential spaces. Maybe someday….

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I have added a new item to my list of things I am infatuated by…besides airstreams, station wagons, and barns I am now a bit fanatical by sock creatures/sock monkeys. I am actually heavily thinking about buying this kit, but I have been told by my boss/boyfriend to think about it for 24 hrs before making my decision. I am in the mode to save $$ and only buy necessities, but the ideas in this kit just get me all hot and bothered. If I do end up getting it…anyone want a sock creature?

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Tonight for dinner: meatloaf and frozen peas. I am so excited.

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. I have closed my comments due to mass amounts of spam that no filter could ever control. Feel free to contact me abeckord [at] gmail.com!

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