Three weekends ago (yes, three weekends…I am a little late with this, but I have to post it for my own recollection 298723 years from now) my dad had a little over 24 hours of down time between shifts at the ER so Cooper and I met him half way at Morro Bay for a brief jaunt of father/daughter/daughter’s boyfriend time. We had such a great time drinking free wine at the hotel, scarfing hundreds of the largest and juiciest strawberries I have ever encountered, eating seafood, walking against the wind, going to sleep at 9pm (dad was on a different schedule), perusing a shell shop that looked like it was stuck in the 1950’s….
bolder hopping…
soaking up the fresh coastal air…
hopping creeks…
hopping more creeks…
enjoying long walks on the beach…
taking drives with the top down…
and embracing our silver Audi convention.
It was hard to leave, but I think it was a refreshing break for all involved. If only the boot barn had the coveted cowboy boots I am after…
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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