And simple

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rainbow sprikle cake, in honor of Marcy Swiatek

I had a moment of back and forth going on in my head last night while I was slaving away over a mound of dishes and soaking up the hot steam (a scene very similar to a sauna but without the relaxing environment and I wasn’t in my birthday suit).  Cooper and I looked at the wedding website for a friend of his which we’ll be photographing this fall.  They have a dog, have amazing jobs at Google, and own a little home in San Francisco.  My head then said, “Assie, when the heck are you ever going to be able to have a dog or own a home or buy a new car or be able to save money if you quit your job?” But then I realized my life is really good right now. And simple. My life is so good and simple that I can do my own taxes (for me this is a big deal). I realized that although our living space is tiny, I love not having a massive apartment to fill with things.   Although I would love an art corner so I don’t have to start a project on our coffee table only to have to move it so we can eat our meals I don’t really need it. Although I would love to have a dog, what would we do with him on weekends when we shoot weddings, especially now that Cooper is trying to become a destination wedding photo-guy?  Why would I reallllllly need a new car? My little sidekick is working just fine and we never go anywhere anyway.

My good friend Mr. Flanagan said it perfectly…it is easy to stay in dead end jobs when you increasingly get paid more and more all while buying more and more things which then force you to have to keep up the expensive and complex lifestyle. I LOVE keeping it simple.  So right now, life is goooooooood.

side note: for those you who have dogs, nice cars, and homes…I am still envious and think it is great that you are at a point when you can own such things.  I just have to come to terms with myself and how my life is right now (minus a few dream items).

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p.s. I am sorry for the Easter themed pictures.  Mass amounts of pastels make me nauseous, but I liked the simplicity of the images.

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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