Author: daylerogers
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Messy Matt Makes A Move
I’ve loved storms since I was a little girl. I’ve never been bothered by bursts of thunder and strobes of lightning. I enjoy angry skies. Not everyone does. I’ve got friends who hide in their family room with the TV turned up so they don’t have to hear storms. We had a dog once that…
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Enjoy A Cup Of Uniqueness
Grown-up tea parties are throwbacks to days when little girls dressed up in their moms’ pretty dresses, put on big-girl lipstick, and drank lemonade from tiny teacups. The big girl variety is wonderful. The dresses fit better. I had the chance to be part of a celebration this past weekend that was a big girl…
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Does This Dress Make Me Look Judgemental?
The car lock clicked. “Let me in. We don’t have much time.” “Not until you go back into the house and change those shorts. I’m not going out in public with you dressed like that.” A conversation many parents have with their children. Kids dressing themselves often turn out looking a bit inappropriate with their…
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A Meaningful Mess
“Hey babe, where are those reports you ran for me?” “On your desk.” Very few three-word combinations strike as much unrest in me as these three. Maybe “You’re dead meat.” Or “I hate you” followed by a sneer and growl. Possibly “You owe me” depending on what the presumed payment needed to be. “On your…
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When My Good Enough Isn’t
Folks whose faces are wreathed with smiles bring out the grins in me. Happy often produces more happy. My grandkids are pros at producing big-mouth smiles that can warm the cockles of even the coldest heart. Five live close to us. The other four are far, far away. It’s hard not to see them more…
Tip of My Iceberg 