so slow….

I am so slow to keep up with life. It doesn’t help that I get consumed with random projects and don’t put the important things first…but lo, it happens.

So, two weekends ago we were in Sayulita to shoot a wedding and had a fabulous time. If you ever get a chance to go to Puerto Vallarta, make a date to go to Sayulita for fish tacos. I would make a trip to that town just for the fish and shrimp tacos. Zihua and Puerto Vallarta take the cake as far as my favorite Mexican lands on the Pacific side (I haven’t spent much time on the Caribbean to state a preference). What really makes it for me are the small towns, nice beaches, and good drinks. I am trying to get my entire family to rent a villa in Sayulita for a holiday or something. First my sister has to pop a baby out.

The bride and groom were AWESOME, I hope we can become long term friends when then start to return from their wedding high. Both were such geniuses yet perhaps the best part folks I have come across. They rally, that is for sure. I will let Cooper talk/post more about them and their wedding when/if he can ever get around to blogging.

Here are a few photos of the trip. Cooper shrunk for the first half of the celebration…

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Cooper taking a photo of me

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Cooper taking a photo of the guests

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Cooper in action. He has amazing form.

When Cooper came back to adult size we practiced taking photos of ourselves. We need work on the art of trying not to make his head the largest thing ever (which it is) and mine tiny. We decided that this was the best way to arrange our noggins (the reverse set up is a disaster, let me tell ya):
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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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