long and lean, dog park, 2007
Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed…no doubt. Cooper let me sleep in and when he came to say “good morning!” I responded, “I am grumpy.” I thought a shower and a great meal out would do the trick (which it semi-did) and the trip to the dog park was pleasant, but as of 7:16pm tonight, I couldn’t shake the grumpiness. Spending a day in a bad mood is just a waste of a day and no fun for others to be around. I am so sorry Cooper. Naturally, the boy didn’t do anything. It was all me.
My first few words with a call to my mom were “I am grumpy.” Her response was “Me too and I have been this way all day.” Just those few words made me feel 2599875928752093857928357 times better. Thank goodness for group grumpy days.
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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