Author: daylerogers
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The Fickleness of Folks; What Do We Want?
Holidays are great times to consider how I did things in the past. Those special days bring up fun–and funky–memories that remind me why I do what I do now. Memories that’ve shaped who I am and how I respond to life. Palm Sunday was yesterday. Growing up in the Chicago area, this time…
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To Feel Or Not To Feel; Is That Even The Question?
I watched Disney’s Inside Out recently. Laughed and cried like a child. It’s what happens when you make a movie where the main characters are emotions. Joy, Anger, Fear, Sadness and Disgust give voice to Riley’s inner turmoil as she grows up and learns to deal with disappointment, pain, anger and happiness. Watching how the emotions process…
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This Is MY Time!
I love having the days feel longer as the sun stays out later. A gift from those thoughtful folks who’ve brought us Daylight Savings Time. However, I despise the reality that they steal an hour from me every spring. I know. I get it back in the fall. When life is crazy and more hours…
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A Snit Is A Snob By Any Other Name
I didn’t sleep well last night. Woke up with a bit of a grump. And a lot of attitude. It wasn’t looking good for my day. Not terrible, horrible, no good, very bad. But close. I hurt my arm doing yoga. Instead of feeling stretched, I felt torqued. I made coffee–I needed coffee–but our pot…
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More Than A Fan; Not Quite A Fanatic
The Citrus Bowl was awash with purple. Faithful fan that I am, I was decked out in the purple emblem. Compliments of my daughter. The Orlando City Lions, central Florida’s MLS team, had its opening game. And thanks to my sweet friend, Leanne, and her husband who took my husband on a business trip at just…
Tip of My Iceberg 