• 2019,  Health,  Musings,  Travel

    Musings: Verbal Download

    I haven’t done a purging of thoughts in a while, so here I am. Buckle up and get ready for the randomness train… Food Musings – Do men think about their bodies and food as much as women? This was a question I’ve posed to a few friends. Of course, the immediate answer is no. We’ve come to the conclusion that men don’t sit idle thinking about their weight, their body, and their food intake. I’m sure it passes through their consciousness, but they don’t dwell as women do. It’s almost as if I am re-programming myself to have positive thoughts about food. Why do we call food ‘bad?’ Why…

  • 2019,  Family,  Friends,  Musings,  Valentine's Day

    Musings: I Love Love

    I truly do. There is nothing more this soccer playing, weight lifting, race running Girly Tomboy loves, than LOVE. Despite my Girly Tomboy exterior/persona, I am a true romantic a heart. I absolutely love everything about being in love, seeing love shared between others, and those cheesy Hallmark movies! Is it overcommercialized? Hell yeah. Do I care? No! Why not take the time to tell those in your life you love them, one extra day out of the year? If it comes in the form of a present, food, or a card — you get to decide. Celebrate it or not, I’m just here enjoying sharing my love a little…

  • 2019,  Baseball,  MLB,  Musings,  SF Giants

    Musings: Pitchers & Catchers

    My favorite two words in February! This day is most important because it truly signifies the START of the baseball season. Pitchers and catchers are officially required to report today, but pretty much everyone comes now too. And in case you aren’t too much in to baseball, each team designates their own Pitchers & Catchers reporting day, BUT I’m only worried about when my boys are in Arizona! My men in Orange && Black are B A C K! As the rumors of Harper keep filling my feed, I am not holding my breath. So many changes happening it seems like its all a little chaotic. Oracle Park will ALWAYS be…

  • 2019,  Food,  Musings,  Sacramento,  YEE,  Yelp

    Musings: The Elusive Black Badge

    Wait…you don’t know what I’m talking about?!? Badge, not the card! Does anyone even care about the AMEX black card anymore, anyways? I digress. I’ve been Yelping for N I N E years! Holy shit! That is a lot of time writing reviews. Anything from Khol’s to the newest restaurant to pop up in Sacramento. Yes, you read that correctly. I’ve Yelped Khol’s, among a slew of other things. At the end of each year, I nominate myself for another year of Yelp elitness. Yes, Yelp allows and encourages you to nominate yourself each year. And so I do, with no shame. To think, this all started as a bet…

  • 2019,  Chinese New Year,  Musings,  Uncategorized

    Musings: Gung Hay Fat Choy

    It’s our year, Pigs! Or boars, which ever you prefer. This half-Chinese, half-Filipino gal is wishing you and yours a wonderful and prosperous new year! I feel a need or desire to educate those who come to my space about this holiday. I’ve done it every year, for the past handful of years. So, I don’t think I’ll go into all those details. Rather, I wanted to share some of the Pig characteristics, becuase so many of my friends were born in the same year as I, thus we are all PIGS together! Do you ever read something, such as your astrolgical sign or your zodica animal, and sit there…

  • 2019,  Musings,  Running

    Musings: I’m in a Relationship

    As the sun was setting, gazing at the most beautiful views of a cotton candy colored sky, I realized something. Something so profound, everything made so much sense at that moment. The clarity was almost too much for me to wrap my brain around. But with each stride, I fell into a clearness that once seemed so unreachable and far away. Finally, my first run of the year was simply, yet lucidly unraveling the jumbled thoughts and ideas I’ve had about running for a long time. Lately, running and I have had an extremely volatile relationship. To be fair, it has been volatile since I ran the Napa marathon in…

  • 2019,  Musings,  Relationships

    Musings: The BIG Question

    The question that everyone keeps asking me. I get it, it’s the perfunctory question that society tells us to ask someone who is recently-ish single. Akin to asking newlyweds when they are going to have children. Pls do not misconstrue this as saying this is right or what you should do, but its a societal norm — a norm we should be cognizant of and really ask ourselves if its a necessity. I know people aren’t asking for malicious reasons, they are just checking in with me. But it is awkward to answer, just as I’m sure it is a little awkward for people to ask someone else. What’s next?…

  • 2019,  Diary of a Non-Cook,  Musings

    Diary of a Non-Cook: I Don’t Like Cooking

    There, I finally said it! Don’t say I won’t be a good partner. Don’t say I won’t be a good mother. Don’t say it’ll save me money.Don’t question my womanhood. I’ve tried. A lot. Well…maybe a good amount. An amount that is enough for me. It’s just not something that brings me joy. And I will no longer apologize for it. If I don’t want to cook, I just won’t. I do feel societal pressure to feel the need to cook, especially from family, friends, and my community in general. Yes, at times it saves money. Yes, sometimes it is actually can be fun to cook. But overall, I’m just…

  • 2019,  Musings

    Musings: I Was Tidying Up Before It Was Cool

    Simplifying for my life, is as tidying up for Marie Kondo. I can’t truly say I was doing this before it was cool, but I can say I was using the basics of Kondo’s method without truly knowing I was. I knew the very basics about her method and I knew she had a book about it all — years ago though. It never popped into my consciousness back at the end of April last year, when I started my process. I remember hearing about touching your stuff and asking yourself if they ‘spark joy.’ I kinda laughed at it, slightly mocked it, but thought it was silly, yet interesting…

  • 2019,  Musings

    Musings: What Do Boundaries Feel Like?

    B O U N D A R I E S. Say it with me. Bound. A. Ries. When I was asked about them, of course I knew the word. But I also knew my therapist wasn’t referring to when I use a stick to draw a line in the ground, which determines what is your side and what is my side. No, she meant emotional boundaries. Personal boundaries, but not limted by physcial space. BUT space is included in this encompasing idea we were disucssing. It was as if I was learning a whole new idea, even though I already ‘thought’ I knew the idea. I had no idea. I…