OBB Weekly – 8-13-19

London, August 2019

I fear that I won’t have time to do everything I want to do in life.

Standing in front of 125 Europeans at the 3.5-day Landmark Forum in London, this One Busy Bee voiced one of my fears. I do as much as I can as often as I can so I can experience as much of what life has to offer. You can always make more money but you can never get that moment in time back. What are you thoughts on time? How do you manage yours? How do you keep from wasting time? Here, I take the four areas I write on, in this week’s OBB Weekly.


Big Ben is currently unrecognizable with all the scaffolding surrounding the Elizabeth Tower. There was nothing to do but wait to die if you were a prisoner like Anne Boleyn in the Tower of London. Then there’s a moment in time when you dodged tragedy by not being at a certain place in time. I was just in Dayton, Ohio the week before the mass shooting. Holidays and vacations are not typically this morbid. I was hoping my blog would have inspired you to travel, use that earned vacation time off and go out and explore. If not, check out Adele’s recent vacation photos HERE.

Near where they say executions occurred at the Tower of London
A less-morbid kind of outing – Electric Tour Company, San Francisco

If you could travel to any time period, when and where would that be?


The news of Liam Hemsworth and Miley Cyrus separating after less than a year of marriage takes over the internet. A ten-year timeline of their relationship was released by Billboard HERE. I had the pleasure of talking about timelines and all the details of a Seaside, California wedding taking place on Labor Day weekend. I have my fingers crossed and am sure my Bride and Groom will make it through and stand the test of time. With two little ones growing like crazy, it seems like marriage will be a piece of cake.

Buttercup Cakes & Farmhouse Frosting

Would you use a Wedding Planner to help plan your event’s timeline? If so, I know one.


Cooking, baking, marinating – all takes time. Waiting for dough to rise or waiting for a dish hot out of the oven takes time. Now working from home majority of the time, I am hoping I will have more time to try new recipes. I know my roommate will enjoy being my test bunny. I enjoy cooking and Plated was a good way to use ingredients I have never used before. However, if you are also trying to save money like me, buying your own groceries and buying only what you need will help. I have saved time with snacking on fresh fruit, making salads at home and picking up some frozen meals like meat and cheese piroshkis or the Indulgence mushroom risotto for Meatless Mondays. They are ready in 90 seconds and it takes me back to my childhood! Happy time and money savings! I am using #onabudget on my social media posts. Check it out on Twitter and Instagram.

What are you favorite quick and easy dishes to make at home?


Three weeks straight of traveling is normal for some people. Not this One Busy Bee / Travel Agent! I was three to eight hours ahead and coming back home, I didn’t know what timezone I was in. Traveling also didn’t allow me get in a regular work out. Coming home, I didn’t even bother weighing myself or taking measurements. I knew I was going to have the time to make up for the time I lost to work towards my fitness goals. I had no excuse and I was going to get back what I have lost. With working on the weekends as well and 16 hours on my feet, I managed to get in four Bodyrock videos in on Saturday and chest day and cardio on Sunday. Monday, I logged a four-mile jog with my second mile under ten minutes. It definitely did not feel like a below average time achievement at the time. Today, I did leg day and cardio and I am pretty sour. I am investing the time to get back on track. Putting on my Seafolly bikini last night for some hot tub time with the roommate was also a motivator. I could feel a bit more confident in that two-piece. In the mean time, check out this article: Eight tricks for boosting bathing suit confidence without losing weight Also check out Bebe Rexha’s response to an executive saying she’s ‘too old to be sexy.‘ Excuse me! She’s 29, I will be turning 39 next month. You’re never too old to be sexy, Ladies. Rock it!

Post 4-mile jog.
Angie Capri Photography

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Happy Father’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day to all Papas out there.

This is my Papa Bear and my late Lolo – two of the three men that I have always been able to rely on and have loved since I was born (3rd is myCugino!)

At the Best of Silicon Valley event.

I am thankful for the unconditional love, support, good times and laughter. Thinking of you on this day and wish I could be with you. Love you!

Puesto! Cousin Time.

Easter weekend was a very social and busy time. Church held two masses at the same time, one on the lawn and one in the church. Thankfully it was a beautiful day in the East Bay and ready for sun dresses. After spending time with my Lola and Uncle and paying my respects to my late Lolo and other Lola. Then it was cousin time.

My cousin Jenny is the same age as my sister and three years older. She has two children and needed to get some things off her chest. And what better way than over margaritas?!?

Puesto is located in the corner at the newish Veranda shopping center in Pleasant Hill, California. There’s a Sephora, Banana Republic factory store, fountains and outdoor grass area and a big movie theater where apparently you can order a steak. Puesto’s rectangular bar is impressive and in your face as you walk in. The reserve liquor bottles are on shelves hanging above and can be lowered at the bartender’s will. There’s an outdoor patio, a partially open kitchen and plenty of seating. The decor has hints of bright colors and murals under its tall ceiling.

We had the guacamole with chunks of Parmesan cheese, the El corn dish that was my favorite, the lime rice and salmon ceviche. And don’t forget the margaritas! I had two of the avocado margaritas on the rocks with salt. You can’t really taste the avocado so I would say it’s better used on my avocado toast. A simple one at the spa cafe at the Silverado Resort and Spa in Napa is a good example.

We had some good girl talk time. Even though we don’t live too far from each other, we were able to make this happen. They say your cousins are your first best friends. We definitely had a lot of time together growing up. It’s amazing what we have both been thru. Bottom line, we survived. And now, with goals to enjoy life to the fullest because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.

I need to hang out with you more. I’m scared. But we should.

I think I can have a good time anywhere I am. Take our visit to Cost Plus World Market, also located in the Veranda shopping center. Jen has never been in one. It was about to get awkward. Bunny ears were added to the outfit and fun and silliness in ‘testing’ the furniture. A lot of laughs. It’s good for the soul and I love making people smile. Hang in there, Cousin. You got this, but you also have me. And there are many margaritas to be had!

What Cousin can you call when you need help?
How do you like your margaritas?


When you’re not traveling the world, you have to tend to things at home. Some people have a house cleaner that comes in periodically. Some negotiate with their roommates that they’ll clean the whole house for X amount off rent per month because they like it done a certain way. I don’t have a house cleaner nor a handyman in my back pocket. As a homeowner, I have fixed majority of the small things needed in my condo. I painted my guest room entirely, replaced breakers, fixed my garbage disposal, repaired my broken pull switch on my ceiling fan, I’ve attempted to fix my dryer and now I have changed my first set of pipes. It just has to get done. Homeowners will know the home is a constant work in progress.

That did not feel like the hot salt water pools in Tauranga, New Zealand. I stepped into a puddle in my kitchen. It reminded me of my former tenant costing me $12,000 when he left the water running in a plugged up sink. I was traveling in Mendocino, California with a Bride and Groom and Bevo when I received a call from my home owner’s association rep. “Water seems to be coming from the ceiling on the bottom floor unit.” I live on the top, third floor. Lack of insurance by my tenant made it my responsibility. Now I know better. I also know to save costs and do work on the house projects myself.

This time, I found one hole in a pipe. It was the size of the tip of my middle finger. With the flexibility of work, I was able to work from home and stay in the East Bay and work on this problem.

I didn’t have a wrench. I had to wait til my local tool shop opened at 9 am and grab what I needed to take the pipe off and bring to a hardware store. I charged $25 for the wrench and headed back home. Pipe was removed.

A replacement pipe in stock was longer than what I needed. “Do you have a saw?” I laughed. The gentleman in a red Ace Hardware vest and jeans picked out an $8 saw for me and escorted me to the cashier and wished me luck. The girl behind the counter asked me if I wanted it cut the pipe to the size I needed! Yes! The saw went back to the rack. The pipe was lined up with my broken silver piece and my replacement was ready. Another $25.

It was an easy fix. I placed the new pipe in place and tightened the nuts. The soaked towel remained under the system and I turned on the water. All was good. Just to test it, I moved the facet head to the sink on the right. Water was still leaking! I inspected the other pipes and the section just above the U-shaped pipe and what was attached to the garbage disposal had two holes! How did we not see this? Well, we had a lot of household cleaners in the way of actually seeing the cabinet floor. I removed this piece, saw that the washers were basically gone, put my shoes back on and headed back to Ace.

Back again?

Yes, Sir. I found another one,” raising pipe #2 in my hand. I quickly found what I needed with the help of the same gal that helped me before. I also stocked up on 1.5″ washers because I might as well replace them all! Spent another $45. Drive back home. This was taking longer than expected and I was starting to get impatient.

I made it home, replaced the piece and did my best to align the pieces. Tighten the top, then the bottom, then the side a little bit each time to make sure it was even. It took several tries to get them snug. Just when I think I did, I do the water test and it’s still leaking! Gah! The newest piece was actually two pieces, unlike the original. As I turned right, it was loosing the attachment. I had to undo all the joints and tighten this piece. Then re-align. Tighten. Run water. Still leaks. Undo. Repeat, repeat, repeat.

I eventually got it done and no leak. Finally! The towels were soaked. Wet carton boxes containing products were recycled and organized back underneath the sink. I was so over it. This One Busy Bee had other work to do.

The whole project costed around $100, 2.5 hours of time and a bit of frustration and multiple scratches on my hands. It was worth it. Plus, I gained a new skill. If you can do it yourself, great. If you don’t know if you can, at least try. You might surprise yourself. And at least on your next travels, your kitchen sink pipes won’t need attention and you can enjoy yourself.

Time With My Little Loves

With trips to Disneyland, the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, the Bay Aquarium and more since Nate and Arya have been born, we have created a lot of memories. They know Tia Bernie is One Busy Bee but I do drive out an hour just to spend a couple of hours with them when I can. It has been a couple of months since I have seen them with traveling to Fiji and New Zealand, etc. But today, I was able to see Nate play baseball for the first time.

Nate and Arya are my best friend’s kids, so we’re going to be close. It’s been great being able to see them grow up. I made the drive to the coastal town of Pacifica from Hayward across the San Mateo Bridge. Through Highway 1 and twists and turns thru the hills, I finally made it to the school. There were two baseball games going on at the moment. I had to carefully walk thru a little mud to get to the stands, aka the rough dirt patch next to the diamond. Being there reminded me of my days as a supportive wife-to-be of a traveling umpire. It was time to make new baseball memories.

I passed an adorable little girl with a unicorn hat and a long ponytail with wavy light brown hair sitting on a red folded up blanket. I had to do a double take and make sure I didn’t scare the wrong child with some love from Tia Bernie. The sweet sound of my name from my Princess Arya and a hug around my legs is a love I will never get sick of. I said hello to her daddy, her abuelo and the scorekeeper, her mother. I finally spotted Nate in the outfield and it was great to see the guy in uniform and playing with a team.

The blanket was eventually rolled out and Arya’s shoes were kicked off after we went to the snack tent for Sour Punch straws and Gatorade. We made a picnic along that fence adjacent to the baseline to first. Arya and I talked about how school was, that there’s a mean girl but that she has many friends so she’s not phased by this one individual. She also told me that she had a dream about Bevo. She and Nate really loved Bevo. They had Boston gear as well and gave me the wristlet I use all the time and the Bevo blanket I sleep with every night. They miss him too.

I loved spending time with them and they are growing up so fast. They aren’t babies anymore and you don’t have to use a certain tone with them. They understand everything you’re saying just fine. They’re silly, social and still want to ditch watching their brother play baseball and go to the play structure. When you decline as its your first time seeing him play, they understand and go ask daddy.

Nate played well. His mom loves baseball so I’m sure he gets pointers post practice and games. All the kids rotate and play all positions, he’s not afraid of the ball, can read the pitch and take instruction. I am pretty impressed. I look forward to watching him more thru the years.

I walked them to their van and Arya was attached to me. She clung to me and didn’t want get in the van. Christy mouthed ‘She really misses you‘ as she was not letting go. I handed all my stuff to Christy and picked up my 5.5-year-old princess. She held on and I teared up a bit. She checked on me every day in the early days of me mourning Bevo. She lost a friend too. This little girl is so full of love and I am lucky to be her Tia Bernie. We have plans to see each other again in the next couple of weeks so I promised her it won’t be too long.

OBB Weekly – 2-26-19

Speeches from The Academy Awards last night were filled with inspiration. Lady Gaga called out to fight for a dream, Spike Lee’s urge “to make the moral choice between love versus hate,” and Rami Malek says “part of my story is being written right now.” These Oscar winners faced challenge, rejection and overcame. They deserve to be rewarded for their hard work. What do you deserve?


I have seen several articles online of Californians not taking advantage of their earned PTO (paid time off). They are looking to get ahead, they do not want to be seen as someone that doesn’t make their work a priority and they fear being replaced. If you can work for yourself or find an employer with an unlimited vacation policy, take it! If you are a hard worker and get the job done, you deserve it. If you’re like me, you’ll be checking your emails anyways en route or maybe a few times while you are at a beautiful resort in Fiji. This particular resort has very limited wi-fi to help you focus on what’s important during your stay – relaxation and to reconnect with your family and loved ones without technology. The benefits you will gain while on vacation will make you a better employee. Employers should encourage it and you deserve it.

Californians among the worst the worst in the nation as using paid vacation time.” (Sacramento Bee, January 22, 2019)
Five Reasons Why Travel is Good for Your Mental Health.” (Forbes, January 22, 2018)


Speaking of vacation, I have dealt with many clients and guests on holiday. At the Concierge desk in San Francisco at the wonderful Argonaut Hotel, I have memories of wonderful and friendly guests. I have connected with people via social media because we enjoyed our brief time together. One of my favorite guests is a little girl named Lucy that came to see me with her father at the Sir Francis Drake Hotel. I helped them with some advice getting around the city and I spoke to her, asked her questions and shared some laugh.  Her father later told me that she said, “I found a new friend, Dad!” We exchanged numbers and she has FaceTimed with me and exchanged a few messages. It warmed my heart. I should actually reach out.

Then there are times when the high and mighty check in and they literally throw a couple dollars in front of you to ‘just take care of it.’ I am terribly sorry that these people did not properly prepare to get things accomplished and expect others to do it at the drop of a hat or two dollar bills. Please do not be this kind of person. You deserve the respect as a service work and especially just as a person.

7 Ways to Get the Respect You Deserve. (Power of Positivity)


I have had Brides that do not like attention. Unfortunately, my dear, you will be the center of attention. For one day, I think my Brides have handled it very well. After all, it is their day. The Bride is the focus. Though the Groom can be a handsome prince, there isn’t a publication out called Groom. Guests want to see the gown, the jewelry, the make up, hair style and flowers. When will you ever get to wear that beautiful gown again? I do recommend having some fun with the dress and get in the water on Kauai to trash your wedding dress. This photo shoot would be about you so enjoy it! You deserve to have a day when it’s just about you and your groom and to celebrate being done with all that wedding planning. Trust me, I know.  Let me help you plan yours.

Millennial Brides Want Their Bridesmaids to Where White as a Concept of “being upstaged” is Dying Out. (The Telegraph, October 18, 2018)


Three and a half pounds later and only hitting the gym once last week, I have returned from Chicago and New York. I ate things I typically do not eat – gourmet popcorn from Garrett’s, fried chicken sandwiches from SmashBurger and sour straws for breakfast from the newsstand, etc. I was traveling for a week and there were very long days at the customer site. I felt I deserved to indulge. When you work hard and have been trying to stay on your fitness game, you deserve a break sometimes.

I would suggest a break consisting of a Tavern Coffee at Tavern on the Green in New York City, the S’Mores Dessert at Union Square Cafe and wine by the talented Sommelier, Thom Talone, at Il Buco Alimentari. Calories can be burned, fat turned into muscle. Restaurant offerings provided by industry talent should not be overlooked.You deserve amazing and flavorful food. Indulging once in a while can actually help you get back on track if you feel guilty. The below article from the Independent says to “switch your focus to the positive steps you’ve taken and what you have achieved.” Go ahead, get those Baked by Melissa treats at the JFK Airport on the way home. And be sure to bring your awesome roommat
e some too! Other people work hard and deserve a treat as well. Spread the love!

My Roommate’s portion

My portion

How Not to Feel Guilty After Indulging in Food or Skipping a Gym Session (Independent, October 25, 2017)
Cheat Days May Actually Help Dieters Lose Weight, Study Finds. (ABC News, September 21, 2017)


Friends and family laugh at me for loving Twitter. I enjoy it. It’s a great quick way to confirm whether or not that was an earthquake or see what’s trending in the area. But check out the article below on how Actor, Patton Oswalt, responded to some hateful tweets from a troll. As mentioned before, I have received “Anonymous” comments from a reader/Twitter follower about their opinion of me on my blog. I responded with as much respect as I could and decided not to be hateful, but playful. I remember my ex-father-in-law saying in his Portuguese accent, “Opinions are likes assholes, everyone has one.” Don’t feed their anger. Respect their opinions as the bigger person and don’t let them ruin your day. You deserve to be happy. Do what makes you happy. Go be awesome! Give someone a compliment. Hold the door open for someone that wouldn’t say thank you. Tip a service worker having a bad day. And by the way, you have a nice butt. Maybe your actions will humble people like Mr. Michael Beatty.

Anger Can Be Contagious – Here’s How To Stop the Spread. (NPR, February 25, 2019)
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The Realest Thing

Yes. No. I want. I’m hungry.

An ex of mine used to say those were the phrases I say most. Today, that still holds true. Show me a new opportunity and I’ll say yes. Tell me to do something that doesn’t benefit me or hurts people, I’ll say no. My whole blog is everything I’ve wanted and gotten. And I even have an Instagram account called @WereHungryToo. I would like to say I am indeed real.

My roommate, Kim, and I just happened to have re-watched The Sweetest Thing starring Cameron Diaz and Christina Applegate. Kim and I do road trips, go have fun and definitely talk about the boys coming in and out of our lives. We say the same things at exactly the same time and sing the same lines of songs. I asked her, which character was her and which one was I. She claimed she was Cameron Diaz. As the movie went on, I agreed that I was definitely Christina Applegate. I will be the one that says to quit being a p*ssy. I think I have more balls than most men I come across and I’ll tell you how it is.

I respect people that can be completely honest with me even though the truth may hurt me. What people don’t realize is that you may think you’re saving someone’s feelings or an argument but what you’re really doing is not giving them all the facts to deal with the pain ONCE. The offender may also fear that the other person will make a decision based on the truth that doesn’t benefit them. Well guess what? If you made the decision to lie to them, they have the same right to make whatever decision at any given moment. Including ask questions to fully understand your deception.

This post stems from statements that have come out of my mouth at one moment and then quickly realizing that that isn’t me. I said “I’m going to milk it.” I briefly thought about using the situation to my benefit until there wasn’t anything left. I could do that, but the thought of it makes me feel dirty, not a good human, it’s not me and I’d hate for someone ‘milk’ me for all I got. Moooooo.

I decided to not go milking and have an honest discussion instead with some info I discovered. I’ll let you know how that pans out. But other instances of when this occurred was with the last guy I dated. Oh yes, him. We dated on and off over two years about four or five years ago. Back then, he made good money as he does now, had the nice cars, said he’d buy me this and that. I never cashed in. I don’t need your money, TMM aka The Mystery Man. I got my own. You can’t buy loyalty, love and respect. So TMM came around again with the ‘oh, I’ll spoil and love you like no other’ proposals filled my head on the daily. Questioning whether this actually pans out this time, I thought, ‘Eh, I’ll milk it.‘ We would go shopping and went to the mall in Marin. He was going to buy me my first pair of Louboutins. The Neiman Marcus location didn’t have any but he gave me the go ahead to buy two pairs of shoes of my choosing. I browsed as my gorgeous Dream Man was on a conference call. I didn’t even try anything on. There were tons of beautiful shoes I would have loved to take home with me but I didn’t even bother. I didn’t want shoes. I wanted something he couldn’t offer. No milking was done. I couldn’t do it! But man, I could have really enjoyed them as a parting gift.

But! In case you want to buy me a pair, I’m a size 6.

Will also take these in red. Please and thank you.

Thank you for reading. I hope this encourages you to be real. Real with yourself. Real with those you say you love. And real with every human you come across. Just put that positive energy in the universe and you will be rewarded. I am lucky to have wonderful friends like these. This is real.
Las Vegas 2017 with Christy

L.E. Winery with my #Instafriend in their private tasting room

L.E. Winery again with Nikki B.

Oakland Zoo in the gondolas with my nieces

Nelly & I at The Game 95.7 live airing at Schroeder’s in SF.

Let’s be real here. If we’re going to be friends, we’ll be drinking a lot of wine, having tons of adventures and I will even accept you, even if you’re a Raider fan.

Jewelry by Stella & Dot

OBB Weekly – 1-22-19

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” – Martin Luther King Jr. 

Every time you turn on the news, do you feel it’s often depressing by the terrible things that people do? Or even reading your social media feed, why do the good people you call friends fall victim to unexplainable acts? Does it make you angry? Sad? Motivated?

Our current President wants to exclude and divide, while I have been raised to believe that America loves and accepts all. My parents are immigrants, as majority of us are or are descendants of one. Had they not immigrated and taken advantage of the land of opportunity, I wouldn’t be writing with the same perspective today. With yesterday being Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday and Oakland-native Kamala Harris announcing her running for President in 2020, it is time to fight back and make changes with love.

Heading quickly into the month of love and Valentine’s Day cards and candy already stocked on shelves at your local supermarket, here are some things that have embraced change that people love.

Share the Love – Stella & Dot

Sadly, I have a friend and fellow blogger that I have not yet met IRL (in real life) that was scared when President Trump was elected. He lives in the South and it seemed the white supremacists came out full force. Threatening and rallying pamphlets and flyers were distributed and I feared for him. You must have seen the crazy, multiple videos on social media of open acts of racism recorded in public places! How about the recording of a mother not wanting her child to play with another kid at the public park because of the color of her skin. I have seen many videos of verbal altercations between shoppers at a grocery store and orders to ‘go back to their country.’ I recall one even taken place in Daly City, the city where this 100% Filipina was born. That’s US territory, FYI. This Pinay visited the South last summer and I was pleased.

Not to say there isn’t still work to do, a lot has changed since the days of slavery. It made me feel extremely uncomfortable to walk the grounds and see the slave quarters were, then take a tour of the grand Boone Hall Plantation. I was with my 12-year-old nephew and he is half Filipino and half white. Though a sad place to be and he is now immersed in the South as a resident of North Carolina, I hope he can see that times have changed for the better and he supports further progress. We also toured Charleston, South Carolina and had a spontaneous trip to Savannah, Georgia. Besides good food, that Southern Hospitality is very real. For an area and people with so many scars, it’s astounding at the level of warmth and welcome we received. I am a big fan. We didn’t get to visit Atlanta but after all, tomorrow is another day.

Do you travel to places specifically for its historical significance?
Did you have a physical or emotional reaction when you did? 
If so, what was that like?


What should we do? Where should we go?” This was a constant question from hotel guests at the Argonaut Hotel in San Francisco to me as a Concierge. My response was a rapid fire of questions to help me narrow down an endless number of options. I would sometimes go into describing the different neighborhoods and what to expect. Rebuilding after the 1906 earthquake and again from the 1989 earthquake, the city has gone thru some changes. Long before the tech companies built bullet-shaped (or however you interpret it) buildings downtown, the Summer of Love in 1967 brought young folks from all over the world. I would always suggest the SF Love Tours for an intimate city tour in a VW Love Bus. It’s a groovy experience. I would definitely mention to guests of the Haight & Ashbury. Some hippies had political agendas and were against the Vietnam War, some hippies came for the music and art and/or both. But it was about love. That love was brought back to their cities, states, countries and invoked change. San Francisco and the Bay Area is definitely a city where change can start. Thank you Oakland’s own, Kamala Harris.

What city have you been to that embraces its history but was nothing like you imagined before arriving?
What kind of cultures or traditions have you brought back home with you?


There is nothing like same-sex marriage that goes hand-in-hand with change and love. Am I right? Or am I right? As a Wedding Planner, and one that has yet to work with an LGBTQ couple, I am in love with the amount of fierce support and persistence for it to be legal. Permanen
tly. Having a total fear of commitment, it was so hot and cold for a minute but thankfully, California now offers same-sex marriages since June 28, 2013.

Were you always pro same-sex marriage?
If not, what made you change your mind?


“You have a good appetite!” says my Papa Bear on my most recent visit to Maui for the Hawai’i Food and Wine Festival. I was trying not to take that as “Oh, Sweetheart, you’re getting fat.” My Lola on the other hand would say it without hesitation and a smile. What can I say? I love to eat. And I love to eat well. But I also need to change my eating habits if I am going to see major changes during this bodybuilding.com #BBComChallengeSeries fitness challenge. I am on my 9th month of doing #MeatlessMondays and I even tried going vegan two days a week for two months. I decided to stop the vegan efforts as I was going thru the sickness of my Bevo, my Boston Terrier. He actually ended up passing away the following day and I wouldn’t have been able to go thru the stress of thinking about what I can and cannot consume (if anything) as I was just trying to keep it together emotionally. You can change what you put in your body for the love of your body, then it’s crazy how the love and loss for your long-time companion and heartbreak can make you avoid food entirely. Just remember to love what you do, know that change is inevitable and possible and know that beignet isn’t going to eat itself. Plus, it’s not as tasty the next day. Seize the beignet!

Parish Café, Healdsburg, California

The Blue Mermaid, San Francisco, California
Greens Restaurant, San Francisco, California

What diet changes have you made this new year to help love yourself more?
Been to Cafe du Monde in New Orleans?
Did you go twice in one trip? Guilty.


I’m still thinking about those beignets. Aren’t you? I am also still thinking about how much I am going to love the list of accomplishments from 2019. I have my list of goals for 2019 published, I am back to hitting the gym or being active at least six days a week post-half marathon, I have a plan to eat better (less the beignets), I have revived my Stella & Dot business and am working with my coach and I have to do my part to get some changes made in next election. Along the way, I am hoping to make this motivation contagious. It does make me even more motivated when friends tell me that I have inspired them. Thank you, Girls!

Inspired? Looking to meet other like-minded women? I am picking up my Women Wednesday events but it has to be in the Palo Alto area as my day job is now located there. Join us on Wednesday, January 31st at 7:30 PM at NOLA Restaurant. Contact me if you’d like to join! Limited seating available. Not hosted.

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There have been so many social media challenges over the years and I haven’t really participated. Fitness challenges are more my thing. However, the #10yearchallenge is pretty simple. I have been on Facebook for 10 years so photos were easy to find without having to plug in my external hard drive. Oh, the content on that thing! So here is what I posted.

I still get carded. Kim, my roommate, didn’t like the Southwest flight attendant that carded me but not her. She points out that she’s younger than I am. I also was mistaken for 24 by a Bartender I would see on a weekly basis for about a year. Carlos, you get major points. I’m 38 by the way.

Here are some other fun photos from around 10 years ago that I found along the way. Good times. 

Halloween at the Saddle Rack in Fremont, California

 A low key New Year’s Eve with the pups

That ended up being a crazy St. Patrick’s Day

Alice Radio concert in the park with my sister. Look at my crazy pup.
A friend’s birthday limo
Bottle service at Infusion Lounge in San Francisco at the Meet & Greet Party with Donnie Wahlberg of New Kids on the Block
AND!!! It appears I have been blogging for 10 years. It definitely has not been consistent but this blog has been around since then. Please view and comment some of the old posts. I’d appreciate it!

Bevo Manzano – October 14, 2008 – December 18, 2018

Bevo Manzano

10/14/08 – 12/18/18

Tuesday, 12/12/18
This smiling cuteness that is @bevotheboston has been at my side loving me unconditionally for 10 years. He’s my road dog, my co-pilot, the ONLY snorer I can sleep thru, he knows my every secret, the only one who knows when I cry myself to sleep and comforts and understands me without saying a word. He puts his paw on me and gives me a hug when I’m sad saying ‘It’s ok, Mommy.” Mind you, I have had to come to grips that I would never have a child of my own. So when people say he’s just a dog, they don’t understand. He’s not JUST a dog. He’s as close to a child I may ever get so I might as well love him as hard and as long as I can. I’m his whole world. It’s the least I can do. This year has been a lot to handle with his development of separation anxiety, getting hit by a car (miraculously walking away without a scratch!), shoulder issues, ear infections, a UTI and now trembling and shaking, unable to go up and down the stairs without assistance, falling, walking and pacing in circles like a gold fish and not wanting to play with his toys. The fact that the latest symptoms developed in just the last few weeks seems like things are happening very rapidly. It wasn’t until the doctor called last night for an update and recommended that we see a neurologist as the meds he is on have not helped the trembling and his mobility. A consultation has been scheduled for Thursday in Campbell. A loved one will be joining me as I have been a complete wreck. I can’t do that appointment alone. I’m housesitting with him in Santa Cruz and normally I’d be out and about exploring. Instead, all I want to do is be with my Puppy Love and make sure he has the best life and I’m not leaving him when he doesn’t feel good. Thank you to those that have reached out and commented. Your support and positive thoughts and prayers are appreciated. Fingers crossed for some positive news come Thursday.

Sitting like the King of my Heart in Santa Cruz, California
December 13, 2018

Saturday, 12/15/18
10:58 PM
This smiling cuteness has been at my side loving me unconditionally for 10 years. He’s my road dog, my co-pilot, the ONLY snorer I can sleep thru, he knows my every secret, the only one who knows when I cry myself to sleep and comforts and understands me without saying a word. He puts his paw on me and gives me a hug when I’m sad saying ‘It’s ok, Mommy.” Mind you, I have had to come to grips that I would never have a child of my own. So when people say he’s just a dog, they d
on’t understand. He’s not JUST a dog. He’s as close to a child I may ever get so I might as well love him as hard and as long as I can. I’m his whole world. It’s the least I can do. This year has been a lot to handle with his development of separation anxiety, getting hit by a car (miraculously walking away without a scratch!), shoulder issues, injuring himself getting past his baby gate, ear infections, a UTI and now trembling and shaking, unable to go up and down the stairs without assistance, falling, walking and pacing in circles like a gold fish and not wanting to play with his toys. The fact that the latest symptoms developed in just the last few weeks seems like things are happening very rapidly. The doctor called last night for an update and recommended that we see a neurologist as the meds he is on have not helped the trembling and his mobility. A consultation has been scheduled for Thursday in Campbell. A loved one will be joining me as I have been a complete wreck. I can’t do that appointment alone. I’m housesitting with him in Santa Cruz and normally I’d be out and about exploring. Instead, all I want to do is be with my Puppy Love and make sure he has the best life and know I’m not leaving him when he doesn’t feel good. Thank you to those that have reached out and commented. Your support and positive thoughts and prayers are appreciated. Fingers crossed for some positive news come this Thursday.

The day I decided to call the doc and see what’s going on with my Baby’s shakes and drunken walks.
December 6, 2018 

Socks from Kim. They’re perfect and will be worn during my half marathon at Walt Disney World on January 12, 2019. He will be with me.

My iPhone wallpaper. Love his smile.

Catching up with Stan at Tower Grill in Danville, California.

Visiting Lola. She said, ‘Let him run around!’

Princess sighting.

Big truck, little dog


My goofy love

In Santa Cruz and always at my side. After he passed, I returned to my spot on the couch a couple of days later and I could have sworn he snored under my feet like he was there again. 

Bevo update:

Monday, 12/17/18
6 pm
After Kim found him Superman’d out on the bathroom floor and looking like he was unable to move, blood on the floor, broken water bowl too, crunchy fur from excessive drooling they say from stress. Thankfully I had just pulled into the garage when she called. We took him to Sage emergency in Dublin. CJ, the BF (details given another time), met us there. We waited for 3.5 hours to be seen and the doc said it could be a brain tumor or inflammation in the brain. I had already scheduled a neurologist appointment for Thursday morning but the doc said it’d be best to go now. I took him down to Sage Campbell, crying uncontrollably, apologizing for leaving him alone today and that I loved him so much. In Campbell, I got another opinion from another doctor that it could be a brain issue. He was drooling, he couldn’t stand up, he keeps knuckling his left foot unable to walk, paces in circles to the right if he does get up…it broke my heart. In order to be seen right away by the neurologist, he has to stay overnight and they would give him a Valium and some fluids. I carried him like a baby, heart to heart, kept him close to me til it was time for him to go in the back. I painfully had to consider options and sign resuscitation paperwork as the fluids could put more pressure on his brain and he possibly wouldn’t make it thru the night. I had to hand him over to the the vet tech and the memory of him being carried away from me can make me shake. I couldn’t turn the ignition key bc I didn’t want to leave him. Christy recommended leaving the sweater I was wearing so he could smell me and hopefully not feel alone. I went back in and they delivered it to his kennel. I eventually made it back to the house in Santa Cruz where I’m housesitting and snuggled with one of his toys CJ got him for his recent 10th birthday. It was 1:30 am.

Heart to heart with my Heart.

My first night without Bevo as he had to stay over at Sage. I only had his alligator to hold on to.

Tuesday, 12/18

7 am
Woke up sad and to the neurologist saying she observed Bevo and recommended an MRI to see what was going on with my baby, possible diagnoses and next steps. We proceeded with the MRI. I needed to know exactly what was wrong with my fur-child and what would be the next best course of action. Christy recommended I don’t wait for the call of the results but be at the ER waiting so I don’t get a call but get the news in person. I also wanted to see him if they would let me. I left immediately. Thankfully Christy met me there just in time for the results.
My Bevo definitely has a brain tumor – glioma. Devastated. It looked massive on screen and I was even more heartbroken. He could maybe have a year with radiation treatments or a few months on meds. He’s not in pain she says, just a little dazed and frustrated why he’s not functioning right. I decided to go with the meds route and I am monitoring him to see if there is any improvement as the doc says it could take 3-7 days. My biggest fear is that he has a seizure and passes alone. I was so scared to what I was going to come home to after going to work yesterday. I was not myself, very concerned and almost every coworker asked if I was ok.
We’re home and sadly, I honestly don’t think we have that much time. He’s not doing well and it’s scaring the shit out of me. So I am home thru tomorrow, 12/20 morning and will be in Santa Cruz until Christmas Eve. Please come by and give my Bevo some love. If you want to meet in Santa Cruz, I plan on taking him to the beach and spoiling him with whatever he wants to eat…

Coming home from Sage.

My Baby’s last photo. 😦


As I drafted that last paragraph, Bevo finally relaxed after drinking some water I had to hold up to his mouth for, he circled and fumbled, didn’t want any cookies but did eat some shredded cheese. My baby looooved cheese. He continued to drool and I would catch it with a towel.
He finally laid down and closed his eyes. I grabbed my pillow and my brown blanket I had since childhood and laid down next to him near the dining room and stroked his head telling him I loved him. His breathing started to be sporadic. I had a flashback to yesterday morning at 3 am when it seemed like he stopped breathing as he let me cuddle him (which he NEVER let’s me do at bedtime) and it seemed like he stopped breathing for 8 counts until I said his name loud in fear. He would breath again. This time, on our new carpet, his breathing lightened again, his front legs were in a tight stretched and stiff position. I tried to get a reaction out of him and nothing. I put my head on the left side of his rib cage as he was laying on his right and there was still a faint heartbeat. I loved on him a little more, kissing his head, saying his name, telling him I loved him and then he was gone. No more heartbeat, no life behind his half blue eye. It was just after 3 pm.
I went to the vet but held his heavy, lifeless 26-lb body until his warmth was gone. I couldn’t let go. I’ve loved him so long, I can’t. My Bevo is gone. My adorable, sweet, funny, energetic, loving, social butterfly, snore-master, fart monster, Bevo Butt, Bugga, Bevokins, Puppy Love, #BevoTheBoston@bevotheboston My Baby is now resting. Christy said he held on and waited for me to return, til we got home to pass with me and he didn’t want me to make the hard decision. I believe he did wait for me. Thank you, my Bevo Love. I didn’t want you feel any pain, to suffer or to pass alone and without me. I’m glad you went knowing how much I love you. I think he had an amazing life with love, spoiling, travels and adventures. And so much food from the table! So spoiled.
A part of me is gone. The house is not the same. Tonight, I remained on the floor where you took your last breath, trying to be close to you. I wanted to call out your name to come to me and interrupt whatever kind of trouble you were getting into the other room, but then I remembered you were in doggie heaven. You wouldn’t answer. I am a complete wreck without you. Going to sleep without you snoring at my side is a new norm I don’t want. Mommy’s sad. You were an amazing Christmas present we brought home exactly 10 years and 2 weeks ago. Thank you for making the previous years’ holidays not so lonely, and enduring posing for what was going to be our
holiday card photo this year. You looked extra adorable!
Thank you, Kim, for being an amazing roommate and taking care and loving Bevo as if he was your own. We were lucky you came into our lives.
Thank you, Christy, for being there for me when I received the worst confirmed news of my life about the closest thing I have to a child. This woman never sleeps, takes care of her two kids and protects your community and strangers but managed to come down to spend an hour with me with a coffee and food in hand.
Thank you, CJ, for being there when I needed you most, holding and loving me and taking Bevo and I to his last trip to the beach, his favorite! Just like Mommy.
Thank you, Nelly, for working with me thru some thought processes, reminding me I also need to take care of me too and sharing your experiences with your pups.
Thank you, Sister, for picking up during your busy day and being on the other side of the country, calming me down and advising to take it one step at a time.
Thank you, Catareenie, for coming by tonight for dinner and taking care of Bevo. You’ve known him since he was a puppy!
Thank you, TNT, for taking such amazing care of him when I traveled and loving him like he was your own, even though Princess the cat wasn’t thrilled. I’ll never forget the pics of him at a bar with you and Tim taking him to work. I’m sure your Boyfriend is bummed he didn’t get to kiss you goodbye.
Thank you, Everyone, for your comments and texts and concerns and friendship. Sooo many of you have met my Bevo at least once thru the years. I was planning on having you all come to the house to come say hi and give Bevo love as I have received so much concern. I wanted to have Bevo personally feel the love too. With his passing, we will have a celebration gathering at the house at some point soon. I hope you can make it.
If you have a memory or photo of him with you, please post it in the comments below. It would make me smile to know he touched your life as well.
Such a happy puppy.

Christmas was terrible. My beloved Bevo @bevotheboston passed away at home in my arms on Tuesday, Dec. 18th, one week before Christmas. We just confirmed he had a brain tumor that morning but he was already in bad shape. He declined rapidly in only a couple of two weeks. Devastated, heartbroken and depressed, it’s been a rough week of mourning. Still unable to go a day without crying, friends say I gave him a good life, he loved me and he wouldn’t want me to be sad. I plan to keep his IG account open, keep his memory alive and do what I can for dogs to have their chance at a good life too. I am also waiting for #volunteer info fr @wonderdogrescue As for now, I’m going to try to pick my life back up, make my Bevo proud of me and live like he would also be reaping its benefits – he was spoiled and a very well-traveled dog. So as I couldn’t sleep all night and 2018 is coming to a close, I decided I’m done settling and just getting by. In 2019 – I will start a new job, complete my first half marathon, travel as much as I can, still go after that Goal By 40 of property on Maui, have a goal of returning to 18% body fat and take care of myself: physically, mentally and emotionally. No more settling. I miss you so much, Bevo. Mommy’s gonna kill it in 2019. I wish you were here to give me love, hugs and kisses every day when I got home.

Celebrating his 10th birthday doing the Belmont Water Dog Run.

His last trip to the beach. CJ took us to Monterey/Pacific Grove. October 2018.

He loooooved selfies with Mommy. Not really.
My little baby with a big trunk – Fort Bragg, California
February 2018

I took him wine tasting as often as possible. Clif Winery, St. Helena, California
February 2018

Classy puppy at the Sir Francis Drake Hotel with his own bed. San Francisco, California.
February 2018

Griffith Park, Los Angeles, California
March 2018

Griffith Park Observatory, Los Angeles, CA
March 2018

Sooo Hollywood. Los Angeles, California
March 2018

I love his expressions. “She has ears but where are MINE!?!?”

“What do you mean you’re not staying home on your day off???”

Clos Pegase Winery, Calistoga, California
May 2018

“I MET SANTA!” My Christmas card 2009

Christmas 2009. He was the only thing good I got from the ex-husband. Bevo was worth it.

Bevo Manzano

10/14/08 – 12/18/18