Over the weekend, I attended the annual Renaissance Festival with my family. Pictures have been uploaded to Flickr. I was reminded of one thing; My family can’t be together for more than 10 minutes without fighting about something. This past weekend, we all got together to celebrate my birthday and of course, words were flying.

These are just some of the observations I made on Saturday. I can’t stand the music that any of my family listens to (most notably, Nickelback) and they can’t see why. My mother is the most cautious person on the planet which causes her to be the worst back-seat driver ever. I wasn’t even driving and she was making me go nuts. She can also dish out as much criticism as she wants, but you can’t criticize her. My dad really is a fun guy to hang out with when his nagging wife isn’t around (sorry Mom, but it’s true). Hannah’s crocodile-like teenage angst is still alive and kicking. Any quick movements will set her off. Brenna will expect you to go along with any activity she plans, and will get angry when you don’t go along with the plans, but would rather spend time with her boyfriend than do any activity anyone else plans.

They’re family, so I have to love them, but it’s probably good that we don’t spend more time together.