Category Archives: California

Time spent traveling or working in California.

Contradictions From Message to Money

Sometimes it’s hard to give a summary of an experience you had, because you haven’t yet figured out the most important part. Sometimes that stops you from talking about it altogether. I’ve decided this isn’t going to be one of those times. I just returned from a conference called, “Message to Money LIVE.” I went… Read More »

Another Moving Tale

Having furnishings and being homeless means having to store said furnishings during said homeless period, then having to move them again once new apartment is available.

No problem at all! The previous tenant of my new apartment was a friend of my previous roommate and graciously allowed me to store all my furnishings in his [my new] garage while he himself prepared to move out of his [my new] apartment.

The real problem was that he did not graciously allow me to sleep on his couch for 10 days. I would have to figure that one out on my own.

Letter to Myself at Age 30

The letter was forgotten for many years. I wrote it when I was 22 years old, sealed it in a mottled gray envelope, and wrote on it, “to – Evelyn @ 30, from – Evelyn @ 22, October 8, 2007.”

Then I tucked it away in the pages of my scrapbook. Read More >>

Why I Love-Hate Toastmasters

Eventually, through friends and movies I wasn’t supposed to watch, I learned about “giving toasts.” But still, the first time I heard the term “Toastmasters,” it conjured up an image of a group of experts in white chef coats… (“The range that this toaster offers is not consistent with industry standards of quality toast delivery.” — said in a nasally tone.) Read entire article >>

It’s the Little Things

When I got home, I put on my Susie Homemaker apron, and cleaned the entire apartment, did all my laundry, and baked bread. I also shaved my legs, cut all my nails, sewed a button back on my coat, and tightened the leg on my kitchen chair. It’s the little things.

True Confessions of a Skinny-Jeans Wearer

“Early adopters” are the people who are running out the door in the dark of not-quite-morning with one shoe untied and picking crusties out of their eye corners to be the first in line for a new tech gadget that won’t make their unbrushed teeth smell any better but will tell them the time in 50 different languages. I am not one of those people.

Everyone Needs a Best Travel Buddy

It’s time to get jealous because I’ve just found the one that will be coming on all my trips with me for the foreseeable future!

She’s my new best travel buddy and I’m going to show her the time of her life in about a week’s time, when I finally step foot in Peru.