from my town, e-town

While driving to the airport the other night to pick up my parents I listened to one of my favorite radio programs, e-town.  If you ever get a chance to listen in, I would highly highly highly recommend it.  The producers of the show are the parents of two gals I played volleyball with in high school (almost a decade ago, man alive!).  Nick and Helen are amazing people and so fun to watch at a live taping of their radio variety show.  Although listening to the show is entertaining, viewing a taping at the Boulder Theater is even better.   Watching Nick and Helen fluidly move from one act to another while feeding off the live audience while also keeping in mind that the show is to be listened to rather than seen is magic to me.  Oh how I love e-town.

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Cooper and I have spent the past two days in Granby with my sister’s family.  Even after all this time I still can’t believe that my sister has created a family (although she is the best mother and wife so I didn’t doubt her abilities).  The ride up to the mountains was almost disastrous for me…I couldn’t handle trying to entertain a baby for 2 hours while curving through the windy mountain roads.  Cooper wanted to stop to take a photo and it was a good thing he did because I was about to lose my lunch.  Luckily I fought the urge (because I was embarrassed to barf in front of some random snowboarders) and was able to make it to my sister’s house in one piece.

Today we spent the day outside in the amazingly fresh mountain air and did a semi-photo shoot of Amelia and the family.  I will try to post a picture once Cooper is finished copying the photos to a dvd.

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Tomorrow Cooper and I are off to Mexico for destination weddings #2 and #3.  It is going to be a crazy couple of days ahead of us, but also plenty of down time to do absolutely nothing.  Hopefully the prices for beer holsters are cheaper than in Zihuatanejo so we can pick up several dozen to have on hand for those moments when you just need to wear a beer holster.

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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