A trip to Washington…our last hurrah for summer. Since we don’t ever really get to DO summer because of our jobs it sure feels good to …
go on boat rides and wear red life vests…
take some photos while still wearing the red life vest…
really try to work the red life vest…
Got my foot stuck in the oooooey mud (no red life vest in this one)…
Boating and kayaking!
Yes, these are really my white skinny arms….
And perhaps the most life changing moment: buying a madolin! I can play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, have cut my nails and am working on getting good, thick calluses on my finger tips.
Love ya, summer. I’m drinking my last bit of watermelon juice while also eating pumpkin pie. The transition to Fall has begun.
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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