***Warning***The following photos are so cute they may lead to pregnancy (not for me, for you).
This past weekend was “Girls Gone Wild 2007.” My mom, sister, 18 month old niece, two female golden retrievers and I lived it up in Boulder and yes, we were wild. There was pole dancing, topless cruising, crazy nights in the hot tub, and drinking in the afternoon. Well, sort of… Amelia (18 months) did “ring around the rosie” on a pole in a restaurant, we went for a jaunt in a new convertible with the top down, Amelia took a bath (while eating ice cream), and we shared one passionfruit/mango beer at noon between three lightweight ladies.
Of course, the only record I have of our Girls Gone Wild Adventure involve Amelia…
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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