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Hickory dickory dock, detail

My how time flies.  How is it June already?  Today Cooper and I did our own little things then realized midday that it was 4:00pm and time had flown by us faster than a speeding bullet.  Before we know it we will be in a nursing home and recalling the days when Cooper had a full head of hair or swapping stories about purchasing gas (which will probably not be in existence when we are in a nursing home) and paying $3.50/gallon or laughing about the time when we used computers all day every day.  Ha. 

In an effort to record the memories of this time that is passing me faster than I realize, I am going to list the highlights from the past couple of days:

1.) Feeling the warm sun mixed with the fresh bay breeze while on long walks.  I had a moment earlier today when I realized how much I missed recognizing the feeling of the bay air (sorry to be so touchy-feely).  Oh, man…it is quite refreshing.

2.) Going to the dog park and having 3, yes 3!, people say hello to us!  The great semi-clean air must be spreading joy and happiness to everyone. 

3.) Experimenting in the kitchen making pesto, cinnamon rolls, Asian lettuce wraps, and lots of attempts at pina coladas.

4.) Painting an ice cream cone on a canvas.  The summer spirit has infected me. 

5.) Cooper potentially booking numerous new destination weddings.

6.) Reading a new book…Name all the Animals.  Heart wrenching but so good.

7.) Getting excited about a company called Design Public.  I don’t like to talk about work stuff, so that is all I am going to say. 

8.) Sleeping in.

9.) Appreciating my health and happiness.

10.) Enjoying a simple life.

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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