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I was 11 or 12 the first time I tried sushi. My mom was exploring a stint as a flight attendant, a vast departure from her long career in government….

I used to have a recurring nightmare that, in active labor and on a hospital gurney, I said to my medical team, “Hold on, I just need to post this…

Whether corporate coffee has you rushing into fall (have you had a PSL yet? Be honest) or you’re clinging to those last rays of summer, the reality is that back-to-school…

When I was a starry-eyed young employee, I begged, cajoled, pestered, and campaigned to go to conferences. My parents both worked for the government when I was young and I…

I spent most of my formative summers bouncing between the wheat horizon of my mom’s hometown (Waterville, Washington), the forested hills of my dad’s hometown (Moscow, Idaho), the shores of…

In mid-April, the day after Whitney and I did a photo shoot together in Seattle, my husband woke up in a hotel room in Wenatchee experiencing numbness and tingling in…

We are both in client services, Emilie with virtual executive support and me (Whitney) with copywriting services. We’ve taken courses, sent thousands of proposals, learned from the latest marketing gurus…

The first time my friend Sam invited me on a morning walk — on a work day — I thought, Wow, I can’t believe I’ll be away from my email…

One day, at my first big PR job, a director came sniffing around the junior staff cube farm. “Who’d like to volunteer for an extra project?” she asked, scanning the…

In our world (local female small business owners), there is a strong emphasis on healing journeys and intentionality. We run our businesses through that lens, believing that the better and more…

As small business owners ourselves, we know small businesses are the lifeblood of our community. We meet in person weekly at Vie & Vin (more on them below) and threw…

Before we had babies and businesses, we had pets. They’d sit at our feet while we typed away all day, bark when the doorbell announced a package delivery or pest…

My son was a unicorn baby. He — and the possibility of paying exorbitant day-care costs — motivated me to start my business. For the first 17 months of his…

In the threeish years I’ve been actively writing for and about Edmonds and its surrounding areas, I’ve gotten questions about how I’ve become locally known. And, because I understand the…

My second pregnancy was somewhat unplanned and certainly unexpected. I don’t remember why I took the test, aside from how deeply I felt the lethargy. This isn’t one of my…

In June of 2010, a month after his 61st birthday, my dad was on the phone with his boss, the mayor of Richland, and he lost his train of thought…

I’ve written off spring for the majority of my life. It has always seemed like the least exciting of the seasons to me. I’ve rushed past it, wishing summer to…

Twice a week, I (Whitney) work out with my trainer at Specialty Fitness Pros in Mountlake Terrace. I live in Edmonds, so I drive the edge of Lake Ballinger to…

One of the first things I (Whitney) wrote on my website, which I built from a Squarespace template two-plus years into my business, was my company’s Origin Story. It’s essentially…

Last week, I (Emilie) was on LinkedIn scrolling through what seemed to be an endless sea of layoff posts. My corporate background is at Amazon, and I am still connected…

My husband and I (Whitney) share an office. And when I say we “share,” I mean our desks face opposite walls in the same room that he mostly hogs while…

The history of harvest celebrations offers varied and debatable timelines. The word “harvest,” if you want to get word nerdy about it (which I, Whitney, absolutely and always do), comes…

One day you’re enjoying an ice-cold lemonade on a sunny patio basking in the sunshine, and the next, you’re in the “put on a sweater in the morning and regret…