Rude Awakenings ~ Catherine Seveneau

Catherine Sevenau


The Summer of Love

Posted on July 6, 2017

From the time I was 12 until I was 17, I worked summers and vacations for my dad in his store on Haight Street, saving my money for... Continue

‘Tis better to have it than not…

Posted on June 1, 2017

Money isn’t my issue this time around, not that it’s always been abundant. I’ve saved it, spent it, lost it, found it, stolen... Continue

First date, full disclosure

Posted on May 3, 2017

“I enjoy candlelit dinners, a walk on a moonlit beach, and spending time in the woods enjoying the beautiful nature around us.”... Continue

A California classic

Posted on April 6, 2017

On my last marker birthday I muddled over penning my obituary, my epitaph, or a real estate ad. Writing my own obituary was too weird.... Continue

Through any given door

Posted on March 11, 2017

Writing about my past is one thing, having others read about it another; it’s akin to posing as a nude model in art class. However,... Continue

In search of funny

Posted on February 8, 2017

At a book talk at our library, a young woman asked me about humor, and how do you learn to be funny. I responded, “I don’t think... Continue

A keeper of the lines

Posted on January 6, 2017

Why bother? I mean, really. They’re dead. Who cares about the past, and what difference does it make? But you know, there are occasions... Continue

Shopping Queen buys local

Posted on November 29, 2016
Shopping Queen buys local

Many of us have too much stuff, and with the holidays upon us, more stuff can creep into our space. My dilemma is shopping locally,... Continue

My impending demise

Posted on November 10, 2016

“Oma, there’s dead people under those rocks, you know.” I glance over to see what Satchel is talking about. My four-year-old... Continue

How did I get here?

Posted on October 14, 2016
How did I get here?

In 1943, my father exchanged his iceman’s uniform for a suit and tie. Union Ice Company was having financial difficulties, and Dad... Continue