Rainy day holla!

I’m captive today. Surrendered my car to a mechanic this morning with hopes of picking it up sometime tomorrow afternoon. Then, shortly after getting back home, the rain started. I’m quite certain the rain came to ensure that I stay inside, blanketed and on the couch today.  Just when it looked like spring….R and I have been talking of gardening, bbq’s (yes, we now officially live in the suburbs- more on this adjustment later) and then, just like that, the sky opens up and pours out the last of winter. I love it. I wish we’d get more rain. I love finally living in a (slightly) cooler climate with the occasional rainstorm. It’s been so nice working from home today, with my coffee and stormy soundtrack. Here’s my week in photos- mostly from a weekend bike ride and a few neighborhood beach walks. A little taste of the central coast (yes, it was sunny all week until today):   photo 2-1 photo 2-2 photo 3 photo 3-1 photo 4 photo 5

And…. in a surprising burst of weekend baking energy: I made a challah on Sunday! Holla! Used the Smitten Kitchen recipe! So easy and delicious. This has inspired to make more bread. It’s so satisfying. Will let you know how it goes!

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Ready, Set, Go!

I woke up, quite unexpectedly, wonderfully early this morning. I’m not sure what time but I just seemed to be awake. Not groggy, restless middle of the night awake. Just simply awake. Rested and calm. I finally got out of bed around quarter to 7 and had the loveliest morning. The sun was just coming up and it fills the living room with great morning light. I’ve never been awake for this before, or at least never noticed it. I made tea, meditated (what what! haven’t done this in over a month), did a little yoga and journaled. Bliss. My day can only be awesome now-which is extra nice because I’ve been fighting a cold this last week.

A belated Happy New Year and 2015 to everyone! I have been on hiatus since the fall due to a move, new job, weddings, holidays, more weddings, travel etc. The end of 2014 was a whirlwind but in a great way. I’m settled in now to my new place and plan to pop in here more frequently. Cheers!

Take Me Out to the Windy City


Finally made it to Chicago! It’s a city I’ve been wanting to visit for years. Here’s some photos to capture the weekend:

Cloud gate (“the bean”) is a popular tourist photo stop and after seeing it, I can understand why….plus, it’s housed in Millennium Park. This park is a must-see! It’s vast, green and lovely. The park contains several museums, fountains, art installations, bike trails etc. We also checked out Wrigley field. I’m not a sports fan but the history and enthusiasm of the ballpark is contagious.


Barely pictured: The deep dish pizza I inhaled. To my surprise and delight, it was delicious. Also, Chicago seems to have caught on to the donut craze and now, the cronut phase. They called this a doughssant. New name, same great hybrid. Yum!












Biking in Millennium Park. It was lovely and pedaling along the water, I felt like I was back in Los Angeles. That is, until the sky opened up and within minutes I was soaked through with rain. While in a tank top and shorts.  Well played, Chicago. Well played.


See….just like  Southern California.


Until the great summer storm of 2014 hit the city. It lasted about 7 minutes and nearly forced me to steal an umbrella from a child (see said child in photo below). In the end, there was nothing to do but bike through the rain laughing and strategically head towards a glass of wine. And a nice cheese plate. A perfect last meal in the city!




Until next time, Chicago!

Mo’ Money, Mo’ Paying Attention…

An interesting thing happened this morning. I had a pre-interview for a potential new job. You know, the phone call where they try to discern if they should even bring you in for an interview by ruling you out as an axe murderer and in as someone that can string together two coherent sentences. A pre-interview. I faltered a little at first but quickly gained my footing and after covering the logistical basics of the position, I was asked if I had any questions. Yes, I did have questions. I wanted to know about my potential new colleagues, the flow of work, and the pay scale. Yup. I asked about the money in the pre-interview. This should not be interesting, surprising or noteworthy but unfortunately, for me, it is. I’ve applied for jobs not knowing the salary and have even left interviews (for jobs that I wanted!) without discussing the pay. What?! I know. There’s been a noticeable lack of “Show me the money!” thinking in my life. In the past, my tendency has incorrectly been to associate money with greed and shallowness. Like a good liberal feminist, I’ve operated from the place of: If I do what I love, the money will follow. I still think this is partially true. However, I’m reading more lately about budgeting, finances etc. and realizing that I’ve been negligent in giving $$$ it’s proper place.

“Make money a CENTRAL priority. This has nothing to do with greed and consumption, and everything to do with life force and power. In their right place, priorities do not consume, they enhance. This isn’t about fixating on money or hinging your self-worth on your hedge fund. IT’S ABOUT FOCUSING ON CREATING FREEDOM.”-Danielle La Porte

Boom. Duh! Right, of course. I’ve decided to commit to being more attentive to money- my money and “money” in the most general sense (who makes it, how people are spending it and why etc). I’m realizing its value as I make a career transition (read: leaving a job with a secure pay check) and move towards something more financially ambiguous. This is not about holding on too tight, hoarding or clinging to money. Ideas of scarcity, fear or anxiety around money won’t serve anyone. Thankfully, I’ve always naturally come more from a place of abundance, ease and generosity with money- despite the balance reflected in my bank account. This next step is about balancing these beliefs while honoring the power, and more accurately, the freedom, I can get from giving finances their due place at the table.

Next week: Photos from my long weekend in Chicago…which begins in a few hours. So excited!  Have a great weekend everyone!


Here comes the sun…



I have been meaning to post about this because it is exciting. Exciting in an understated, quietly lovely way.

I have changed my morning routing.

I should preface this all by saying that I’m not a morning person by nature. I’d be one if I could. Most weekdays I hit the snooze button several times until I get a hazy memory of being employed. Then I quickly jump out of bed and rush around my apartment in a flurry. I’m typically making it to work just in time for my morning meetings.

The rushing wasn’t working for me. I’ve also seen a lot  of articles lately focusing on the negative impact of being so connected to our phones. I realized most mornings I’d wake up, end up having my phone nearby and then checking email or Facebook from bed.

The more I thought about it; this wasn’t how I wanted to start each day. Other focused and staring at a tiny glowing screen that is giving me a TON of (mostly useless) information before my feet even hit the floor. This habit, combined with the morning rushing, brought a scattered and unfocused energy to my morning.

So, I started having a more intentional morning routine a few months ago. It’s slowly becoming a habit.

Here’s what I do:

I wake up and make a point to be still for a few moments. Just to notice things and breathe. Maybe I remember a dream from the previous night or tune in to how my body feels. I take a quiet moment to offer up some thoughts of gratitude for waking up and for the day ahead. Simple and slow.

Then I journal. I write longhand for at least three pages. I like to journal but can fall in and out of the habit. I find that journaling daily keeps me honest. There’s nothing to avoid or skim over. There’s no “I don’t feel like writing today.” I just write. Daily. The good and the challenging- the deliciousness of everything in my life. It all gets captured. Studies show that writing longhand is good for your brain, focus, and learning. Mostly, I just find it soothing and meditative. Making time in the morning to be alone with my thoughts changes the tone of my day. It feels like I’ve carved out some sacred time. Like I’ve given myself a little gift every morning with this new ritual.

Lastly, I’ve been getting dressed to a new playlist. I love it and gets me moving before work. There’s nothing like  waking up with a dance party.

Even if I can’t always do all of these things, if I at least do one or two of them, I start the day more centered and grounded.

Here’s a new favorite from the morning playlist. I dare you not to dance.