Erin’s Blog

She made a comment that set off an internal cringe. Her explanation of the comment, with full confidence and determination of proving her theory brought the slow rise of the internal double middle-finger. Then she asked a question…and that set me over. Full shut...

Note: I had a conversation with Coco prior to writing and got her permission to share our car ride convo with you all. 😊 I’m Aunt Erin to 7 nieces and 1 nephew. The oldest starts her sophomore year in college in the fall. I’ve made it clear that they will all refer...

Human capital. Human Resources. Talent Management.  I saw a post from Dr. Susan David this week about how words matter. The gist: perhaps we shouldn’t refer to the humans we work with/work for us as “capital” or “resources,” and instead choose a more human term.  I...

Crossing the street on Tuesdays and Fridays have become moments of pure joy for me the past three weeks.  Is there a puppy on the other side of the road, you ask? Someone handing out cash? Ice cream?  Nope. Not even close! The crosswalk light has been activated. ...

We were walking Steve, our dog, down the beach on Sunday. Two large dogs and their humans approached, and the site of Steve had them dragging said humans toward us. I could tell that while they were trying to hold the dogs back, those hounds were way stronger and...

Last week, I had my monthly check-in call with two fellow business owners. There was excitement all around as we heard from Stacey that she had a few sales deals in the pipeline–like really far down the pipeline! Momentum was building! The metaphorical cha-ching...

On my walk yesterday, I had Jessica Lorimer in my ears. Her podcast episode I was taking in focused on leveraging relationships in your sales process. Her point about 20 minutes in struck me. She recalled when she was getting her business going, she wanted to make...

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...

As a kid, I remember eating peanut butter and honey sandwiches watching my mom dig and prune in her garden in Pleasantville. Then came the Jersey years, when you could tell what kind of day she had at school when her response to, “How was your day?” was, “I’ll be...

This week’s tale is inspired by the roosters in Puerto Rico where we were on vacay a few weeks ago.  I’ve got a thing about roosters. It’s not a good thing. My time in the Peace Corps in Panamá taught me many valuable lessons, one of which was that children’s books...