Author: daylerogers
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Beastie Bites The Dust
I knew she wasn’t long for my world. We’re finally putting Beastie out of her misery. Donating her to an organization that wants to practice car repairs. It’s all she’s good for now. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my little blue Corolla. She’s been a faithful vehicle. Getting me from point A to point B successfully. Car…
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Shame On Me
I’m a true law-abiding citizen. Most of the time. I’ll freely admit to taking liberties with the speed limits on several roads. Many roads. Posted speeds are suggestions. I operate under the belief that if you go over the speed limit by 9, you’re still operating within appropriate parameters. In my defense, I pretty much…
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Never Underestimate The Value Of A Good Wallow
John’s uncle used to raise hogs. Going to the farm was always fun because this gal from suburbia hadn’t experienced these critters except in zoos or on a plate as bacon. Quite different in their own space. Pigs wallow in mud as a way of life. It’s purposeful, not playful. As a kid, I thought…
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Turning That Frown Upside Down
There’s a winsomeness about those who experience utter delight. Not jaded, qualified, hesitant or restrained delight. Not at someone else’s expense. Not snarky. Pure delight. Joyful. Seventh-month-old Sloane exhibits this. Just watching her makes me smile. Delight morphs into more delight. Sloane and her mom, Melody, were here with us for a few days. She’s quite…
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The Bigger–Richer–Picture
You’ve gotta love Disney for creativity and flair. We went to Epcot this past weekend and experienced the International Festival of the Arts. Being a right-brained kind of gal, this was amazing. A wonderful blend of performing arts, music and food preparation. One artist that grabbed my attention was Stephen Fishwick. His art expresses his…
Tip of My Iceberg 