Author: daylerogers
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Anticipation Is Making Me Wait
I’m not a good waiter. Not a server in a restaurant. I think I could be quite good at that. I’ve got decent people skills and a knack for talking to just about anybody. I’m talking about the act of waiting. Not experiencing what I want to experience when I want it to happen.…
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A Work In Progress–Aren’t We All?
“It’s made of zip ties.” I looked at the picture Melody was showing me. A light fixture from the fun and funky store Anthropologie. There was no way I could tell it was made of zip ties. An inexpensive fastener made of nylon, these would become the parts of a hanging decoration Melody was fashioning…
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When Horse Meets Human
Her name’s Sally. She’s got thick, straight black hair. With her darker skin tones, it’s a beautiful combination. She’s strong with long legs I envy. Did I say she had four of them? Sally’s the horse I got to ride Saturday with a group of friends and family as we trailed through mountains. The scenery…
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Celebrating Is More Than Just A Party
Nothing like a great party to decompress folks so they can have a little fun. Big or little, a party atmosphere puts a smile on most faces. We had both big and little this week. Sloane turned one. Coming from an old school mentality, I thought a birthday cake with some family around was about…
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But I Really Want It–Now!
“She’s mooching again.” Debbie held a donut over her head. We have an extremely unhealthy habit here on weekends. We buy donuts. Not donuts from nationally famous brands. Lamar’s donuts. A Ft. Collins phenomena. Better than anything I’ve ever eaten. Melt-in-your mouth donuts that have your arteries screaming in protest and your taste buds floating…
Tip of My Iceberg 