The Radical Homemaker

Warning: Blending authenticity with joy may arouse contempt.

One Day at a Time

If I have to hear “One day at a time,” “One thing at a time,” or “One step at a time,” ONE MORE TIME, I SWEAR IT WILL BE THE LAST TIME!!! We’re sitting in the urologist’s office, one framed print of a vanilla-looking mountain on the wall for inspiration, one 3-d plastic model of […]

Managing Expectations

“Manage expectations!”  I shout the words across the server window to Ula as the printer cranks out a ridiculously long list of orders.  “Managing expectations!”  She calls back calmly, and roller skates away to the table of ten that has just submitted the aforementioned order, which is too big for our tiny kitchen staff of […]

The Art of Conversation

“It’s not the same as you remember,” Saoirse tells me over the call.  “Everyone’s either watching a movie, or they’re on their phone.  They don’t want to talk.” Saoirse is on her first solo overseas adventure, and she’s on a quest for conversation. She and I are stalwart introverts.  I claim I can’t be comfortable […]

Mid-Life Crisis

“How do I know which carousel will have my luggage?” Saoirse asks. “Your flight number will be posted on it,” I explain, “and if you can’t see it right away, you’ll notice people in the crowd from your flight moving toward one.  Let the herd carry you.” There’s only a few minutes before we say […]

Defining Success

  In the end, we didn’t give the details about Tom Edmunds’ memorial in the obituary. It didn’t go up on Facebook.  The park in West Fulton is small, concerns about Covid are still very real.  A little flyer was hung in the cafe and the post office.  The rest of the information was word […]

Slow Marketing Part II: Algorithms, Negativity Bias & Marketing OFF Social Media

I think Kevin has boundary issues.  Lately he’s been writing to me a couple times per week.  From the tone of his emails, you’d think we knew each other.  His notes suggest that, at some point, we connected, and that we need to get a time on the books when we can talk about a […]

Fear of Failure

It’s only seven lines.  It shouldn’t be a big deal.  But it means I have to stay out at night and can’t be be home for my 7pm bedtime.  It means I have to stuff myself into some frumpy 1920s dress.  I don’t own a dress.  It means I have to wear something on my […]

Slow Marketing: Business without Social Media

“It’s a necessary evil,” I lean back in my rocking chair, soaking up the warmth from the fire while Dusky sprawls across my lap.  I’m trying to stay calm, centered.  I need to convince everyone of my view.  And they’re not convinced.  Sunday family dinner is over, and we’re lingering a little longer before everyone […]