Author: daylerogers
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You’ve Gotta Love the Beautiful Game
Once every four years, the whole world focuses on futbol. Not American, thick pads–big helmets–massive players football. The hard running–no breaks for 45 minutes–use your feet and head futbol. With the World Cup running now through sometime in July, there isn’t anything being watched more around the world. There is more drama, more divas, more…
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It’s Morning, And I NEED Coffee!
I’m not going to debate with anyone the bane or benefits of a good cup ‘o joe. The line is drawn. Some see it as healthy. Some see it as a crutch and hurtful to certain bodily functions. I choose to enjoy it and not listen to any of them. I had my first cup…
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What’s That Supposed To Look Like?
I know I get embarrassed fairly easily. But this was ridiculous. We had a leak in the garage. I needed to call the plumber. Which meant he needed to go into the garage. I don’t let many people go in there. I don’t like to go in there. But some things must be done. I’m…
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You’re Who Again?
I was looking through our huge Rubbermaid bin of pictures the other day for photos of Courtney as a child. I don’t scrapbook. I didn’t do baby books for my kids. But I’ve got tons of pictures of all of them. Not really. The further they descended in the birth order, the pictures became less…
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Mrs. Fix-It Doesn’t Live Here
I’m good with admitting that there are many things in life that I’m not. I’m not a detail person. Which can be problematic for family and team members as I lose those slippery little boogers (details) like it’s my job. I’m not good with decorating. Five months after our house was renovated with new floors…
Tip of My Iceberg 