Category: Making an Idiot Out of Myself
I Did It!
Finally! I have achieved my goal and blogged every single day of March. This silly little challenge was just a personal effort to see if I could get back into the routine of something I had kind of pushed to…
A Day Late and Many Dollars Short
I made a private promise that I would blog every day in March. I didn’t share this with anyone because I know myself and had low expectations. But here is my first post of March explaining why I didn’t post…
Awkward Workplace Encounters
During this time of social isolation and working from home, some of us may miss those awkward interactions we have with co-workers every day. My new video series aims to help fill that void. Follow me on Instagram, Twitter or…
Big Mouth Success
The beginning of the York Fair reminds me of my first introduction to the event in 1992. They had bungee jumping that year at the fair. One day, I went to lunch with a group of fellow Evening Sun reporters….
Danger on the Streets
I often poke fun at people who try to portray Hanover as a dangerous community. I mean, it’s not Mayberry, but the reality is that as long as you don’t look for trouble, you usually won’t find it. I often…
Wearing a New Hat
I got really worried for a few moments. One of my sisters-in-law wanted to present me with a special gift in front of everyone at our family’s Christmas Eve celebration. I had no reason to distrust her. It’s the ones…
Disaster Averted
When I get ready in the morning, I don’t always connect the dots. I have to get myself cleaned up, get dressed, grab my lunch and grab my coffee before I hit the road. Oh, and I need to talk…
Falling Down
The same thing happens each year. My theatre friends try to goad me into auditioning for a musical. I remind them I can’t sing or dance. The show passes by, only for the same cycle to repeat six months or…
If My Head Weren’t Attached …
For a while, I convinced myself that I had merely been forgetful. I realized I did not have my wallet when I headed for home one night, but I just assumed I had left it behind and would find it…
I Lost My iPod
Growing up, I used to think the phrase “you’d lose your head if it wasn’t attached” was developed just for me. That’s how often my mother said it to me. I can’t imagine what she’d say to me now if…