Wine Wednesday: Wine & Work

Neo d'Avola and New Job

Still working on that Nero d’Avola.  The more I let it breathe in between sips and savors, the more I enjoy it.  The more tasty and smooth it becomes to my palette.   And that is it all right with me.

Not quite a full moon.  But we’re just a day or two away from one.  I love full moons.  I’ve been in love with the moon since I was a child.  I would tell my mother, whenever we were out driving and the moon was full and bright, that it was following us.  Following me.   How could it not have been?  A left there, a right here, a sharp turn a few blocks away — there he was.  Just quietly following me.

I have a second interview tomorrow.   I hadn’t a chance to say anything over these past couple days, just been real busy with regular life.  But I interviewed for a new role at a subsidiary company of a nonprofit real estate company and had thought the interview went really well.  I was scheduled to come in at 3pm and didn’t leave till 4:46pm.   Damn good, I would say.  I asked how soon were they looking to fill the role and the say said the next two weeks were going to be full of first round interviews, then afterwards, they would begin to do second round interviews with the CEO of the company.   I pegged that to be middle of April at the very latest, right?

I interviewed on Monday.  This past Monday.  The 26th.   My second interview with the CEO is this Friday.  DAMN! I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am about this role (and their 3 page list of employee benefits) and how elated I am that something I want is moving so fast.  I’ve already claimed it. This job is mine.  They have the right kind of people — so it seems–  the right kind of environment and attitude about work and progressing in one’s career.   AND… it’s only 10 or 11 blocks from my house.  AND… if I bused it to and from work, they would pay for that!

Where that’s emoji with the hands up?

But’s that’s child’s play benefits.  This organization offers life, death, accidental, travel, short and long term disability insurance, AFLAC, all medical — health, vision, dental, lasik, 401K in which they pay 15% of the employee’s salary into even if the employee doesn’t commit to anything, they have a tuition reimbursement, PC purchase program, public transportation stipend (already told you about that), housing purchase program, and a few other things I’ve forgotten off the top of my head.  And here we thought benefits were on their way out like private sector pensions were a few decades ago.

All I asked is that you keep me in your prayers.  If you don’t pray, cross some fingers for me.   Just send me good vibes.

What about my dream and goal to start and run my own business?  That is still the goal.  It hasn’t changed.  But however I can move in that direction, by any means necessary.

Wine Wednesday: Carménère

I can’t believe we’re racing through March as fast as we are. In two and half weeks we’ll be done with the first quarter of 2018. Wow.

Wow.

I’m just reflecting on everything going on in my life right now and — I don’t what to say. Already there have been some highs, some obvious lows and everything in the middle. As I look over these past soon-to-be few months, I’m trying to gauge where I want to be in the next three months and where I want the rest of the year to take me. One of my dearest friends and I talk often about our progress, our pitfalls, our stalemates and it’s interesting how people with similar ambitions but different journies can experience the same trials. Crazy, really.

But I’m going to be optimistic. Don’t know if being anything else would be worth the time or benefit. Plus, I’ve gotten this far thinking I can make something out of myself. Why stop believing.

And while take this time to plan, I’m going to take this glass of Carménère I bought at Trader’s Joe and enjoy every drop. This reminds of blend between a Malbec and a Cabernet Sauvignon. I like it. A lot. When chilled, has a smooth and fine finish in my book.

Hope you the this evening as well.

Wine Wednesday: Mom & Me… and a little Redwood Creek Pinot Noir

It’s day seven.  I’m not counting, but I am.  Only because I’m worried that the mood and atmosphere will change.  It’s been fine so far, but for how long?  And how long can we stay like this even though the situation is temporary?

What am I talking about?  My mom moved in me.

She’s currently in between jobs, actively looking.  Been looking for over 6 months now.  Didn’t want to continue to throw money at her apartment that she wasn’t too sure she’d be able to keep anyways, so she packed up all her stuff, threw it into storage, gave what she could away and moved in with me.  In my 500 square foot studio apartment.  It was either that or let her live in her car until… who knows?  A decision I could not live with.

I don’t know how long this arrangement will be, but it’s a small sacrifice to help someone I love out.

So, it’s me and a glass of Redwood Creek Pinot Noir.  Some cheddar cheese off the block to set the mood.   It’s pretty good, better slightly chilled.   It’s day seven and mom and me are still chill in tight quarters.  I hope we can continue this for however long it’ll be.  [Clinks glass]  Today it’s not just about me.

Redwood Creek Pinot Noir

Wine Wednesday: Having A Tribe

I love the idea of having a bunch of people I run to for support — if I got questions, need help, just wanna vent, need an introduction — whatever it may be.  But for the time being, my tribe is me and my girl Elle.  We’ve been friends since high school, but we’ve been on this hustlin’ journey together since 2012?  I don’t know, maybe longer.  And there’s nothing like having at least one person in your life, who gets it.  Who has the same drive and ambition and passion to make something out of life.  She’s in North Carolina doing her fashion thing, I’m here in LA, probably doing too many things.  But it doesn’t matter the mileage of time difference between.  We always seem to on the same wavelength.  It’s crazy.  But it’s wonderful.  I don’t know what I’d do without someone like her.

So I finished off the Bay Bridge bottle of Merlot I had in fridge, gave her a call and really felt like I had a meeting of the minds with my sister from another mother.  One of our weekly check-ins.  It matters so much to have that.  To have a tribe of my own — of even just one.  Grab you a bottle.  Find you a friend.

Wine Wed. Jan. 24th

(trying to bring the little plant back to life, having little luck)

National Taco Day & Wine Wednesday ?!

When two loves come together.

Don’t ever let it be said that single women do not know how to cook.  That is a misnomer!  I was sent off the college making meals – not as a major, but to be able to know how to feed myself.  Being single just allows me to experiment more to my liking — and save money, too.

That’s one thing I don’t get.  Spending money on food that is nor not groceries — ingredients for meals you can make yourself — or the occasional night out.   Treating yourself to lunch or dinner out should be just that, a treat! But when you’re ordering breakfast and/or lunch every other day at the office (like one of my coworkers, Jonathan) that tells me one thing about:  you have no future!

Why?  People who are spending that often and that recklessly are not saving.  Or investing.  Or putting any of their extra monies toward professional and personal development.  How can they be?  They’re eating every available dollar!  I need big dreamers in my life, but I also need savers.  If you can manage your money, you probably can’t manage other valuable resources:  time, relationships, opportunities, etc.

Besides, who wouldn’t want come home and make these all on their own?

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My version of shrimp tacos in honor of National Taco Day!   And of course, a bottle (not full, for the those quietly judging) of Cupcake’s Cabernet Sauvignon.  One of my favorite go-to reds.  Now, I don’t know if tacos and red wine go there.  And frankly, I don’t care.  I like it. I enjoy it.  That’s all that matters.  Plus, prep and cook time were like 15, maybe 18 minutes total.

  • 1 10oz bag of defrosted raw peeled shrimp
  • 1 1/2 cups of cheddar mild cheese (not traditional for street tacos, but I like cheese)
  • 1/2 tomato
  • 1/4 cup diced raw onion (hey, I ain’t going out to talk to anybody); optional
  • 2 corn tortillas per taco cooked stove top (just flip the tortillas over on each side while together without burning yourself or the house down) 

*I would have loved to added avocado, but I was not in the mood to go to the store after dropping off my dry cleaning.

Serving:  4 tacos, 2 servings (and I ate both servings, no shame)

Viola!

Wine Wednesday: Wild Horse Merlot

I was only supposed to be looking at an apartment.  Beautiful. Not as modern as I would like. Carpet flooring …ech! But, two modest bedrooms, one bathroom, upstairs unit, kitchen balcony, kitchen comes with stove and dishwasher.  Apartment has space for washer and dryer in the unit.  Huge living room closet. Questionable. $1,500/mo.  Location: San Pedro. Ugh. Why?

A friend of a friend owns the property and just had his recent tenant vacate the place in July. Beautiful view of the ocean and glimpses of Catalina Island.  Just an hour’s commute from my underpaying job. 

But when he brought out this bottle of Wild Horse Merlot, it perked my spirits right up.  I am not in a position to move 25 miles away from my largest income source – although that is a common Los Angeles practice – it doesn’t mean I should remove myself completely from the market altogether.   Two glasses in and I almost asked for an application.  Red wine does those kinds of things to you.  But I liked it.it wasn’t chilled but tasty of its tart flavored fruits. 

It’d be nice to find a new affordable place soon.