On the road again


Another consulting assignment has wrapped up.  I’m overjoyed to have some time to do whatever thrills and delights me.  I’m off to Mendocino for a week and then to destinations yet unknown.

You may not see me here for a few weeks as I’m going to listen to the call of the open road and go wherever it leads.  I’ll have plenty of photos to share when I’m back.  In the meantime, have a lovely summer and stay cool.


Spotted: Woody Allen in San Francisco


Last summer, I was getting a pedicure when I got a text from my friend, Karla.  “Woody Allen is filming in front of my condo.”  I nearly pushed the sweet woman putting the finishing touches on my toes out of my way and raced to my car.  I’ve never really been impressed with most celebrities, but I’m obsessed with Woody Allen movies.  Despite all the Soon-Yi business decades ago, the man is a genius when it comes to writing and directing.

After running a couple of yellow lights, I made it to Marina Boulevard and stumbled down the road in my flip flops. And there was Woody on the side of the road directing Cate Blanchett in Blue Jasmine.  Critics are already calling it one of Woody’s best films…even comparing it to Manhattan and Interiors.

While I love his films, what I really admire about Woody is his dedication and tenacity. Year after year, he writes and directs a film.  Sometimes it’s Oscar worthy and sometimes it’s not.  But regardless of what the media thinks, Woody keeps on keeping on…even at the age of 77.

I know exactly where I’ll be when the movie comes out in San Francisco on August 2nd.  See you at the movies, Woody!


I’m Feeling…Color

It’s been a while since I did any shopping.  So, I decided to take action.  The things I bought were quite small, but they all had one thing in common…bold and brilliant colors.

My old steak knives just weren’t cutting it anymore.  So, I picked up this lovely Laguiole set at Coquelicot in Larkspur.  I can’t wait to have friends over for dinner.  Who wants filet mignon?!


There’s nothing like putting on a brand new pair of Brooks GTS 13 sneakers and feeling like you’re walking on air.  These are a tad bright.  When I catch a glimpse of my feet, it’s kind of blinding even with my sunglasses on.  But they capture my mood these days and the person I aspire to become…unapologetically bold and daring.


Finally, a Jambox arrived via Amazon yesterday.  Admittedly, I didn’t get the red one.  I wanted the red one, but I’m cheap.  The same model in black was $40 less. Regardless, I got my dance on to 2Pac last night while solo toasting my upcoming vacation with a glass of champagne.  He’s never sounded better!


Next up?  NYC shopping in September.  SoHo boutiques…watch out!!

Day Trip: Point Reyes


I felt like getting away on Friday.  So I hopped in my car, drove north and spent a heavenly day hiking and eating my way through Point Reyes.  First stop?  Cowgirl Creamery, of course.


I picked up the most delicious ham and cheese sandwich for a picnic lunch.  It was so good, I even returned in the evening for a half roast chicken for dinner to take back home to San Francisco.  I never had a bad meal at Cowgirl Creamery. Does this sandwich look good or what?!


Then I hopped back in my car and took a long drive to the Marshall Beach trailhead.  It’s my favorite hike in Point Reyes.  It’s short, scenic and secluded.  At the end, you’re rewarded with the most delicious beach along Tomales Bay.   It’s just you, the birds chirping above, the sound of waves gently lapping at the shore and an occasional kayaker coming briefly ashore to rest.



{Heart’s Desire…this way!  Really?  If only it were so easy.  ;-))Point-Reyes




You Are Enough


This piece of paper has been taped to the top of my desk for almost a year now.  Yet, it’s only recently that I’ve started living by it on a daily basis.  Just imagine…you…YOU alone are enough.  Nothing to prove to anybody.

Originally the concept felt foreign to me.  I always felt like I had to prove myself to everybody.  As a child, to my parents that I was smart enough and good enough.  To men, that I was pretty enough and worthy of love.  Once I left the South, I felt I had to prove I wasn’t some back water idiot raised in the swamps.  (Can you believe people actually asked me if I had to take a row boat to get to my house through the Louisiana swamps?  Those were also the same morons who thought I was friends with Brittany Spears because we’re both from Louisiana.  But I digress…) And finally, on the verge of 38, I have nothing to prove to anyone.  I’m enough all on my own.  And so are you!!

Fillmore Jazz Festival

Corn-on-the-cob{Corn on the cob just makes me happy!}

The Fillmore Jazz Festival is my favorite street fair in San Francisco.  The music, the food and unexpectedly running into friends made it a perfect Saturday morning stroll.  Plus, the fact that it’s just four blocks away from my apartment doesn’t hurt either.

Don’t even get me started on the crawfish etouffee.  There have been years in the past when I’ve strolled down to the festival 3-4 times over the course of the weekend to get my fix.  Once a Southern girl, always a Southern girl.

Sitting down with Orelia listening to music with a breeze blowing in early July was the happiest moment of the weekend.  I looked around at the beautiful place where I live; and I realized so many of my childhood dreams have come true.

  1. I live in California.  As a child, I would write out my name and a fictional address in a “San” city over and over.  San Francisco always seemed to top that list.
  2. I have the most amazing dog.
  3. I’m surrounded by wonderful and supportive friends who have been in my life for over a decade.  There’s nothing better than loving and being loved.
  4. I am completely free and independent in a way that I always longed to be as a child.

2013 is only half way done; and I can’t wait to see what other dreams come true this year.

France{I met the sweetest French man running this booth. We immediately bonded over a shared love of poodle mixed breed dogs and the Riviera.}


France{Totally want to jump into this scene and take my place on this deck chair.}


San-Francisco{My favorite “San” city icon in a glorious oil painting}