Life's ironies

On our way back from Thanksgiving at my son's family's house, we stopped at my wife's brother's family house in the Berkshires.  (Got that?)  Firstly, we could talk about how the navigation system had screwed us up.  If that had worked properly (or maybe it did and we were distracted by trying to get our 'friggin' 'smart'phone to work and missed a crucial turn) there would have been nothing to discuss there.  Secondly, we described how various people weren't talking to each other at different points in the visit and that made everyone feel more relaxed, as if we were sharing a common experience.  Because both of these happenings had made my wife and I rather depressed it gave the others an opportunity to try and make us feel better.  So the visit ended on a kind of high note as we hit the road for home.  Just think if the evening news were all about things that had gone well...after a few days people would probably stop watching.