Foodie Friday: Scrambled Omelet

I try to prepare all my meals as much as I can, because eating at home, is healthy and less costly than eating out.  That’s  including the best meal of the day — in my book — breakfast.

I actually made this on my birthday, since I took the day off and it’s how I spoil myself from time to time. Foodie Friday Scramble Omelet

I call this my scrambled omelet, because honestly, I don’t what else to call it.  And haven’t mastered it presentation yet, but I promise it is much more appetizing than it looks.

2 eggs, 3 pork sausage links, onion, tomato, green bell pepper, and cheddar cheese.

Really simple, really easy, really filling.  Eggs are the second to the last ingredient I add just to make sure the sausage is thoroughly cooked and the vegetables are nicely cooked down (butter helps).  Once everything is evenly cooked, then I toss in two eggs, grate some cheddar cheese, stir it all together until all the cheese it melted.  Sometimes I used this inside of lightly cooked tortilla and make my own breakfast burritos.  And, yes, I am and eggs and ketchup kind of gal.

Thursday’s Thoughts: I Didn’t Get It From My Mama

My mom whole -heartedly supports my freelance and hustlin’ ventures.  She believes just as much as I do I that I will turn all this work and energy and effort I’ve been putting into my hustles and side work into a formidable an profitable business.  And I love having that from her.  I love having her in my corner.  But that’s not who she is.  I didn’t get the entrepreneurial spirit from mother.

I didn’t get from my dad either, but, I wish I could say I got from my mama.  But, no.  For a very long time, my mom just wanted me to get  a really good job with really good benefits.  That was all.  There was no more to the story.  Yeah, marry good guy, give her some grandchildren.  But all in all, she wanted me to find something comfortable to do that I could do for however long I would need to and be … content, I guess, with it.  And I think a lot of parents think like that.  They still think that jobs are safe and that by working for someone else that paid well would be all the security one would need in the workforce.

Not so.

Listen, I graduated college during the Great Recession.  I learned no job is safe.  No job is a sure thing.  Benefits come and go, and no job from someone else is going to be as fulfilling as working for yourself.  In my book, at least.

There were a few times I can recall my mom being interested in starting a business for herself.  I remember one time she was going to venture into something with her siblings — a restaurant — that never panned out.   And there was something else she was going to start with a long time friend of hers who she later had a falling out with.  So, it just wasn’t her bag.  Plus, she has two kids, one now in college (my baby sister) and starting a business just seems like too much work, I imagine, for her.  Well, that’s how I think she sees it.  And she’s not wrong.  I’ve been freelancing for a very long time and it’s always work.

But my hopes and my ambitions — she fully supports and even gives me ideas.  She lives vicariously through me which makes me want to succeed all the more.  I do have a few relatives that opted out workin’ for the man:

  • My Uncle Fred — owns his own electronics repair business, works from home
  • My Nana has a seasonal business preparing taxes, also works from home
  • My grandpa, may he rest in peace, had a restaurant business that did very well earlier on in his life
  • My second cousin, Darin, has an antique store in Gardena.  (The Americana Antique Store)

Happy Valentine’s Day, Hustlers!

They say venturing out to do your thing – start a business, build an empire, pick up a side hustle – is a lonely journey. Not too many people will understand what you’re doing and fewer will believe you can do it.

We got this far, not because of the beliefs of others, but the belief we had in ourselves. So this Valentine’s day, love yourself. Love your hard work. Love your creative process. Love your killer organizational skills.

Love your ambitions and dreams. You’re worth the blood, sweat and tears.

A little something sweet for the female side hustlers.

Side Hustlin’ Sunday: Resume Writing

I’ve written dozens of resumes as a side hustle and made okay money doing so.  I charged anywhere between $50-65 per resume, another $30-40 for a cover letter.   Turn around time was about a week, giving my clients time to review and let me know if there were any changes they wanted to make.  It was lovely when I was active, had constant work.

I found out that going at it alone was much better than using any kind of gig service platform to help me find clients.  I used Thumbtack for awhile — BIGGEST waste of money, EVER — and had the hardest time securing clients, versus just putting a post on Craig’s List and getting response.  Here’s why:

  • Thumbtack (the only service I explored in getting clients from) charges the service provider — the hustler — money per pitch and only the first 5 providers are allowed to pitch to one client.  You snooze, you lose.
  • A client does not have to respond right away.  They can go months (I had one prospect keep me waiting for 2 months) before committing to using you
  • If you complain as a service provider to the site support or ask for an amicable resolution with a client you found using the site, nothing gets done.  The service only favors the client.  And it’s free for the client.  Ironic.
  • You can lose a lot of money trying to get just one client, at which point you just hope to break even
  • It’s no where near as effective — time and cost — as Craig’s List


To get started for no cost (literally), ask a couple for friends — two or three — to revamp their resumes for free.  Once you have, get their honest feedback and ask if you can use it as samples of your work (this will greatly come in handy in the immediate future).  Remove all identifying names, numbers and markers so it can be used as a sample.  Create a short Craig’s List describing your resume service.  Including that you offer to write cover letters also helps.   Make sure to include the types of industries you write resumes for (think of you resume own as well as resource).  This is why it helps to have asked friends first to expand your base.  In your post, make to include at the least these two items: 1) that you’re local to your city.  In my case, I’m local to Los Angeles.  And 2) you offer samples.   Nothing solidifies work like offering samples.  Having that on hand will change the game for your hustle.  And as you gain more work, you have more samples.   And if you want, you begin to raise your rates.

Listing the price as to what you charge is up to you.  I’ve done both and don’t think I saw a big change in responses.  I like listing the price so that prospects knew what they were going to pay.  And the best part was I never had to leave my house.  All work rendered and communications sent were done from the my laptop.   And I invoiced everyone via PayPal.

Now, I don’t write resumes anymore as a side hustle.  I may do a few one-offs (and I still charge), but nothing consistently as a hustle.  I didn’t mind the initial phone conversation getting to know my clients, but the back and forth can be a little much and I just didn’t want to have to do that with every client.  So, I changed gears.  As it is with every hustle.

Food Friday: Baked Salmon in a Brown Sugar Glaze

Salmon is probably one of the most popular fish eaten today.  With all the rage about omega threes and those wonderful little salmon sushi rolls, who can resist having a bit of salmon here and there? That, and I said I would eliminate red meat out of my diet.

With the exception of an In-N-Out double double, animal style burger.  Hmmm! Some things even the good Lord wouldn’t make you give up.  Just sayin’.

Anywhoo, below is my take on a nice salmon meal.  I will say that I am really sad that I wasn’t able to better present my salmon the plate.  I didn’t want to dirty up another utensil, so rather than grabbing a spatula, which I probably should have done, I just spooned out my salmon like the single gal that I am.

Salmon, Rice, Green Beans

My brown sugar glaze is just three ingredients:  brown sugar (duh), mustard, and chopped garlic.

I seasoned my salmon lightly with black pepper, sage, pink salt and oregano.  And a little butter on top.  Normally, rosemary and lemon are salmon’s go-tos, but I was going for something different. Cooked it on 350 degrees for 20 minutes.

Before I prepared that, I made green beans (from a can, $0.69), and four cheese flavored rice from Rice-a-Roni (one box, $1).  Green beans season with onion, black pepper, garlic, pink salt and butter.  The Rice-a-Roni — just follow the instructions.

And the best part is I have enough for leftovers for tomorrow.  Because this single hustlin’ female is all about saving the dollar-dollar bills!


Oh, speaking of money, did anyone else get their state refund?  You should have if you filed your taxes on Monday, January 29th.  If have not, get on it.  We can have that whole discussion about no return versus overpaying later.  Just file now!

Thursday’s Thoughts: Inundated

I’m so hell-bent on being successful this time around, that I find myself inundated with information from time to time.  What to do, how to do it, who the ask, how to market, how often to market, who to market to, why to market to them, finding resources, becoming resource, collecting resources, networking, with who, where, why, how and so forth and so on.  I wanna shout at everyone and be like — ENOUGH.  Why can’t there be one universal answer to a universal problem?

But how much sense would that make for solution A to fit the problem of person M?  If we’re all doing different things, different ways at different times for different reasons, yet having the same sort of problems with our different ventures, it doesn’t make logical sense that what works for one person would work for another.

But I wish it would.  I wish when I Google a question, all 150,000 results returned with the exact same answer the exact same way.  Everyone agreed whole-heartedly completely.

But, no.

I have to read and research and re-read and do more research just to find half an answer that may solve part of problem presently.

I can see why may people don’t venture out for themselves.  It’s some real work.  It’s tiring.  It’s frustrating.  Very time consuming.  Lonely.  And yet, I’m going to get up and do it all over again tomorrow.  Seriously.  By choice.  Because I rather pour the time and energy in this investment into myself, than give it to an employer who could never give me a return on my efforts.

I may be stumped.  Overwhelmed. Inundated.  But I find ways to keep trekking.

Wine Wednesday: Ginger Ale


Not going to lie, I would really — I mean, really like a glass of Merlot right about now.  But I am getting over some kind of stomach thing, so no.  I left work early yesterday because — it was just awful.

Yesterday morning I went to work and probably shouldn’t have because I had been feeling queasy all morning.  Like, not good queasy.  And when I got to the office (I’m in at 7:30am) I had already made two trips to the bathroom by 9:00am and wasn’t feeling any better.  For better or worse, that quickly changed around 10:00am.  I mean, it was so bad I felt bad for the janitor guy, Miracle (no, that’s really his name.  He hasn’t told me how he came to be name that, but that is his legal-God-given-on-his-birth-certificate-name.  “Miracle”).  I mean, I covered that bathroom floor in ways only tile should.  I was grossed out and embarrassed all while not giving two rats’ asses.

Because I had made of mess of myself so bad, all I could do was leave.

I waited till after the last woman in the bathroom left, wiped up what I could up from the floor with some seat covers (told you it was bad), washed my hands and mouth and headed back to the office to call my boss and tell her I was going home.

But I ubered home.  Which meant I had briefly explained to the Uber driver (nice lady) and my fellow passenger why there would be a stench in the car once I got in.  At first, I thought I was the only one who had rolled a window down.  When I made it home and hopped out of this nice woman’s car, every window was down.  I wanted to feel bad about it but I was too nauseated to give too much thought to it.  Luckily, I keep a light throw blanket on my chair in the office, because the managers of the building really don’t know what “comfortable” is to humans, so it mostly feels like a naked trip to Alaska all the time no matter what the weather is like outside.  When I had gone home for the day, I grabbed the blanket with the intention of wrapping it around my lower half (it was bad) but then decided that I would to protect my driver’s seat with all of my… mess.

After several hours of sleep later, a visit from my mom, 5 crackers and almost whole 2-liter bottle of ginger ale to myself, I felt like myself.  Mostly.

So may all you wonderful wine drinkers drink up in honor of that I cannot participate this Wednesday, but next week… it’s you and me!

Wine Wed. Ginger Ale

Money Tip: Budget Eating Out

I huge advocate for eating at home.  And if for no other reasons than your bottom line and your waistline.  Eating at home saves money and worry.  Never once do I have to worry if I unknowingly pissed off the waiter asking him to take back my food.  And dinner can easily be served as lunch for the following day.

Trust me, I’m a leftovers lover.   Mmmm, mmmm mmmm!

But cooking all the time can get boring, especially if you only know how to make a handful of dishes.  There’s only so many times you can make spaghetti or make a chicken salad before you’re over it for the month. I get it.  I allow myself one meal a week where I can get to eat out.  Whether it’s out with friends for a night or something I order in on a Friday night.  But that’s the catch.  I don’t order food that whole day.  Just for one meal.  So, whether it’s breakfast, lunch or dinner, I pick one day of that week and one meal I’m willing to spend a little dough (did you like to food pun I did there? No? Really? Well, stand up comedian is not one of my side hustles, so have no fear).  And then I set a budget for what I I’m willing to spend on food for that meal.  Say, $15.  And no roll-overs.  So, if I pick up one of those $4.99 12-inch sandwiches Subway has going on right now (comes to $5.45 with tax), that doesn’t mean I get spend the difference I didn’t spend on my food plus that week’s budget on food I eat out.  I’m trying break the monotony without breaking the bank.

I do allow myself to spend $20.00 on one meal, giving myself a $80-a-month budget to eat out.  This is to factor in dinner and tip.  Hell, I’m spending $200 on food month, how much more money do I need to spend for just one person?  And I hold myself to the same principles, no rollover unused money to the next week.  So, if I only spend $40 on food that I ate out on, I saved my self $40 on my own budget.  I like that.

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