Author: daylerogers
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To Kill The Mocking Grass
I’m not a gardener by choice or design. I have a knack for killing things that are green and growing. I garden because we own a home. A necessary evil to stay in the good graces of our HMO. And the neighbors. Saturday we typically mow the yard. What I enjoy about that is it’s…
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I’m Supposed To Be Thankful For That?
I grew up during the era when sending thank-you letters for gifts received was a mandatory act. Even if I didn’t like what I got. I remember receiving clothes that I thought were hideous. Things I’d never wear. Clothes, I was convinced, that were being re-gifted or had come off some end-of-season clearance rack. Purchased…
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Where Is The Force When I Need It?
Walking through stores in this pre-holiday fiasco of financial incentives that encourage mindless spending, I’m intrigued how merchandising drives our purchases. I was with Sydney, wandering through the toy section of a store, pushing Ryken in his stroller, his head rotating like an owl as he looked at the stuff and clutter around him. We came upon…
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To TP Or Not To TP; That Is The Question
Who knew a simple roll of toilet paper could provide so much fun? John and I were watching the grandkids a few days back, and it was one of those times where everyone was a little grumpy. We’d mowed the yard. They’d played soccer. Had been in a car and driven enough miles around central…
Tip of My Iceberg 