Tag: succeed

  • The Pesky Mind Game You Don’t Know You’re Playing on Yourself

    The Pesky Mind Game You Don’t Know You’re Playing on Yourself

    Last week I went to see the new Star Trek movie. On a Wednesday. In the middle of the afternoon. It was lots of fun, even though we didn’t take the whole things as seriously as…other couples. While I’m not a big Star Trek fan, it turns out that Hubbie is. And partnerships are about…compromise.…

  • How to Actually Do the Thing that Scares the Bejesus Out of You

    How to Actually Do the Thing that Scares the Bejesus Out of You

    So those of you who regularly read this blog will know that I can be a bit of a joke-cracker. It seems there are some days when I can’t get a sentence out without some kind of cheeky quip thrown in. Sometimes it’s almost like a tic I can’t control. I’ve also been known to…

  • The Three Letters That Change Everything

    The Three Letters That Change Everything

    So here’s a bit of random Deirdre trivia for you (which, I promise, will lead to a greater point). I can’t cook. I’m not a good chopper, I’m not good at putting flavors together, and I’m impatient…which means I hike up the oven temperature to save time, leading to messes like this: I’ve staked my…

  • The Messy, Imperfect Blog Post

    The Messy, Imperfect Blog Post

    Well, this stinks. With just a few days left in Paris and a blog post coming due, I desperately want to write something inspired…something that beautifully sums up my time in the City of Lights and the lessons that have come along the way. There have been a lot of them, believe me. Not only…

  • The Right Thing To Ask When Something Feels Wrong

    The Right Thing To Ask When Something Feels Wrong

    Today’s post begins with a tale regarding a beloved topic: food. Before arriving in Paris there was lots of dreamy anticipation about the pending French cuisine. Those decadent, creamy sauces…those exquisite pastries…that bread… Okay yes, the bread is pretty incredible. But now that I’m here I can say that the rest of it…well…I’m just not…

  • How to Handle the Other B.S.

    How to Handle the Other B.S.

    Well, my current city of Paris and my beloved, Italian mother just collided. I invited her to visit after experiencing some of the best things Paris has to offer. While Mama was excited about exploring both the culinary and non-culinary wonders of the City of Lights, her enthusiasm was accompanied by another emotional phenomenon: the…

  • Lessons from the Tortured Artist in Room 5

    Lessons from the Tortured Artist in Room 5

    Recently our French adventure found us renting a car to drive out to the country – a somewhat death-defying notion for anyone whose starting line is in Paris. Really, you never know what you’re going to find. (Actual photo from a random walk on the Left Bank) After delicately escaping the City of Lights, we…

  • How to Fit In…Without Being Put Out

    How to Fit In…Without Being Put Out

    With a month of living in Paris now behind me, I can definitively say that this city has got a few things figured out. They know good art, they know good pastry, they know good coffee. It’s made fitting in not just fairly easy, but also a pretty great learning experience. I mean, who would…

  • How to Handle the Cranky, Miserable People Around You

    How to Handle the Cranky, Miserable People Around You

    Well, it’s here. After much build-up and prep, our six-month overseas adventure officially began just over a week ago when our plane touched down in Paris. And, it turns out, my first life lesson based on this little adventure followed that very morning. We’d gone to a store to stock up on some known culinary…

  • The Totally Avoidable Way We Mess Things Up

    The Totally Avoidable Way We Mess Things Up

    So this past week I hit a wall. Literally. Behold… The good news, beside the fact that I’m uninjured and therefore able to write this blog, is that it happened because I was exhausted from our exciting move. To Paris. France. It happened at the tail end of moving day. We’d spent weeks getting ready and…

  • The Problem with your Problem-Solver

    The Problem with your Problem-Solver

    I’m writing this while in the midst of an emotional whirlwind. The cause: an impending, temporary move overseas. Anyone who’s moved knows that things can get a bit…overwhelming. Needless to say, I’ve needed lots of people to figure lots of things out. Actually, I’ve needed more than people. I’ve needed experts. Here’s just a sample:…

  • The Very Unexpected Leadership Lesson Learned from my Very Italian Mother

    The Very Unexpected Leadership Lesson Learned from my Very Italian Mother

    A visit from Mama brought lots of excitement to the Maloney home last week. A full-blooded Italian from New York, Mama is just as lovely and cute as they come. Exhibit A: She’s also got an energy that is hard to beat.  And as a direct descendent I’ve also been known to reach similar levels…