Last night was one of those delayed-plane-sprint-to-the-gate-to-catch-my-connection scenarios. This required two unfortunate events: my having to run, never ideal. Then the thwarting of the million-foot high, one-foot wide escalators at ATL which makes it impossible to walk up or down…
I headed to yoga last Friday morning. I’ve got a few favorite teachers at my yoga studio, and a few favorite phrases from each of them. Begin again. Stay on your mat. Those are from my Slow Flow teachers. Then…
“Can you help me not be an asshole?” 😳 The workshop had ended. It was late. Brandon was in a shouting-whisper discussion with his supervisor. You know that tone people take when they are trying to keep things quiet but…
This past week in my session, there was a guy in the back. He was all of the things you might think “a guy in the back” might be. On his phone. Non-responsive to questions. A wiseass when he did…
I spent a few days in Minnesota last week with a group working on their communication skills. There were two stand-out moments; one predictable, one not. The group was mid “skill-practice” (which yes, is a euphemism for role play) when…
“Switch email list to Campaigns.” Those five words have been on my to-do list for approximately eight months. In a phenomenon that probably already has a name, but we’ll call it “Erin-itis” for our purposes, this to-do list item will…
May, 2008. I picked up and moved to Santa Fe, New Mexico, hired as the opening Training Manager for a Hilton Resort that was due to open that summer. This was a unique property in that it was located in…
We’re moving. Again. By again I mean for the third time in a year, and for the 12th time in the past ten years. But who’s counting?The dual move last year had a strong endgame–we landed 1 ½ blocks from…
Mike, my husband, puts the groundskeeping crew at Augusta to shame. To say he is meticulous in his golf course superintending is to say it’s fairly warm in Florida right now. (Reference: heat index 108 today.) That guy could spot…
About 5 months into the start of the Covid pandemic (do I need to specify?) my husband’s car broke down. Perhaps better stated…it died. Up to Subaru heaven. Or wherever ancient Subarus go to rest. Mike and I decided a…
