Francie Van Wirkus's Blog, page 36
May 25, 2014
Slow Down to Go Faster
Ever since the time I passed out during a blood draw, I’m always a little more nervous and chatty than usual when I have to get blood work done. You can read about that experience in my first book, The Competitor in Me. Before a recent blood draw at the cancer center, and equally chatty phlebotomist (let’s call him Edward, in honor of the Twilightbooks) searched for my exact information on his…
May 11, 2014
When no one is Looking
Growing up, my older brother by 16 months and I found endless ways to drive each other mad. There were other siblings in the house, but the two of us found great sport in psychological sibling warfare with each other. One of my brother’s favorite tricks was to ask me to help him sew a button on his shirt, in front of my mother. An accomplished Boy Scout, he knew full well how to sew on a button.…
May 7, 2014
A Personally Accountable Mother's Day
A Personally Accountable Mother’s Day
Being a victim, even on Mother’s Day, is a choice. When my twin daughters were three, Mother’s Day found me as an exhausted, bewildered mom. I wondered…where was my Mother’s Day? Where was the recognition? Where were the flowers? Three year olds are too young to do this job themselves. They need the help of their father! If you read The Competitor in Me, you know the answers to those questions.…
May 1, 2014
April 26, 2014
What About an Emergency
If you read my blog Broken Mayo & Adopting Change, you will be happy to hear I’ve learned from my mistakes and I’ve been making great paleo mayo. I could go on about the variations I’ve tried, but I’ll leave that to all the talented paleo bloggers I follow on Instagram.
Circling back to the lessons learned, my daughter Lauren, who was reluctant to experiment with making paleo mayo, has gained…
April 25, 2014
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April 6, 2014
I Don't Speak Starbucks & Other Leader Impediments
I Don’t Speak Starbucks & Other Leader Impediments
Do you speak Starbucks?
Vacationing with my family at Walt Disneyworld, and I was in need of a little caffeine. We had spent the morning at Epcot, a place our children didn’t enjoy nearly as much as the other parks. In fact, they were sure to let us know it, several times over, until we pulled the plug and agreed to head to another park.
Beaten down from all the kid pushback and overall Disney…
