I think I can pretty much gather what everyone’s top favorite things were from this year’s Hilton Head trip (besides the obvious things like eating to our hearts content and gossiping poolside, etc)
Lizzie:
1. The “Hershey Hotel” (every hotel to her is the Hershey Hotel and for some reason she really likes hotels)
2. Going underwater…definitely a favorite
3. Playing Pokemon with her boy cousins
Daniel:
1. The Pool - Learning to do flips and other such things
2. Biking riding all the way to Harbor Town - One tough kid, I must say.
3. Being Ball boy for the Tennis Tournament
Eppie:
1. Playing Tennis
2. Jammin’ to the new New Kids on the Block song Summertime practically for the first two hours of our trip down. Oh so cool.
3. Watching Elizabeth scream “Underwater” every time she went to jump in the pool. It was truly hilarious, I must say.
Holly:
1. Bike riding all over the island - Always the favorite, so I guess it shouldn’t count
2. Ladies Day Brunch
3. Watching Eppie pretending to do stuff on his laptop, but secretly watching The Disney Channel with Addison (which was always on in our room). But I must say, those teeny-bopper shows aren’t that bad.
Since I now work in a creative field, I don’t have to dress up for work everyday - only days when I’m presenting designs to a client. Today was one such day, and almost without fail, people I encountered in the office today noted, “You’re wearing a shirt and tie today.”
This got me thinking… is it REALLY necessary to include the “shirt and” part of that statement? I mean, seriously, which of my colleagues is shocked that I decided to wear a shirt today? Sure, I’ve become progressively more casual at work of late, but I can’t recall a single day where I decided to work sans shirt.
While on the topic of “dressing up for work,” I love this line from a comedian whose name unfortunately escapes me:
People say that you should dress for the job you want, not the job you have…but when I came into the office dressed as an astronaut, they sent me home.
Fenicci’s, an Italian restaurant in Hershey (Chocolate Avenue) has a way of always making me smile with their sign (the kind with interchangeable letters). In the lead-up to St. Patty’s Day, they had a little fun, wishing all passersby a “Happy St. Patrick’s Day from O’Fenicci’s!”
So there you go. Want to be Irish? Follow these simple instructions:
- Prepend your last name with O’
You’re Irish. Now go drink a pint or eat a potato.
On Monday afternoon, I took a fun trip from my office in Wayne to Philadelphia, so that I could take the “Special Points Exam,” thereby preventing the State from suspending my license. Truly, it was an exceptionally joyous experience. I highly recommend it.
Like me, you may be curious why I had to take the “special” points exam, as opposed to the regular points exam. The DMV had no answer for me. Apparently, all points exams are special. I digress.
Thankfully, I passed the test (aced it, in case you were curious) and drove home to celebrate (or sleep). Naturally, I was pleased to know that I would be able to drive to work on Tuesday morning without complication… but sometimes life has a fun way of kicking you in the junk.
Just as I pulled into my neighborhood on Monday night, my car started acting funny - as Daniel might say, “not haha funny, but weird funny.” The engine was revving as I tried to accelerate from a stop sign but the car wasn’t moving. That’s what I like to call “less than good.” The transmission was struggling.
On Tuesday morning I took the car to a mechanic… instead of going to work… and walked home. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you celebrate passing the special points exam.
A little insight into who I am:
On Saturday, while hanging out with my family (and goofing around on a computer), my wife asked,
“Ep, what would you do with your weekend if computers hadn’t been invented?”
My reply: I’d probably invent a computer.
And such is life with Eppie Vojt.
