Author: daylerogers
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The Really Bad Four Letter Word
I’m not an overly fearful person. I’ve mastered the art of staying home alone at night without turning on every light in the house. I’m not fond of snakes, but I’ve held my share of them. I love crazy roller coasters and when planes take sudden dips due to turbulence. And dying isn’t a fear…
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When The Bucket Is Too Full To Carry
You’ve got to love refrigerators which give free access to water and ice. No unsticking ice cubes from a tray. No hauling out–and spilling–large pitchers of cold water. Just plop a cup under a dispenser and press. Pull it out when full. Unless you’re shorter than the top of the cup. You can’t see when…
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You Can Count On Me–Maybe?
When you live in a large, metropolitan area, there are a few things you expect to be true. A fairly good pizza, delivery and take-out. A bit of significant culture thrown in amidst the glitz of millenial new and tech-driven demands. A diversity of people that adds to the richness and depth of the local…
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Quiet and Quite Spectacular
I’ve never been one of those soft-spoken people. There are those in my life who wish I was. Having raised six kids, I’ve developed a voice that can carry. I’ve been asked to get the attention of folks in groups because people know my voice can be heard over most conversations. And heavy machinery. I…
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I Thought I Was Following THAT Rabbit
Due to the kind sharing of information, mostly by my husband, I’ve become more aware of an area of my life that can be concerning. At the very least, frustrating. It’s a malady that is identified by a variety of names and traits. Rabbit trailing. Losing focus. Multi-tasking gone awry. Distracted. Crazy tangents. The inability…
Tip of My Iceberg 