family

Whew... a long week it has been. Finally made it back from Maryland Friday night only to turn around and blaze it back to Spelltown (ya'll don't know!) to exchange gifts with my family. And, per ocassion, it was an all too unusual day.

The highlight of the day was certainly the remote control. It's amazing how stupid things can bring such pleasure.

Michael, my older brother, could not figure out how to perform the simple task of flashing back to the previous channel on the TV remote. (Nevermind the flashback button). In showing me the remote I took it on myself to attack and attempt to see what else was on TV. (Michael wanted to watch something like 'Amazing Marathon Toenail Clipping. Or something equally exciting. Blah.)

Michael, never to be ousted, couldn't allow his younger brother to have the remote.

Enter Nathan who could not miss the opportunity to get into an all out brawl over the remote.

I gave up on it after about 15 minutes of yelling and hooting and laughing.

Good times in Spelltown.

-it is what it is-