Dear Relative-Who-Shall-Remain-Nameless,
I am enjoying the ongoing gag we have where you borrow my phone and then return it with a sassy note on the front screen. It makes me chuckle.
What I am enjoying even more at the moment is...laughing at you.
Last night, it was really nice when the family gathered outside on blankets in the back yard to watch the meteor shower.

Someone had the good idea to bring my tablet, so that we could use the Google Sky Map app and have fun figuring out the constellations.
It was even funny when we opened the app and found that a certain someone had changed the language option to Chinese.

What was even funnier was when I smiled, handed it to you and told you to change it back.

Your chagrined "I never expected it to come back and bite me" was amusing.

But what was really, really funny was watching you try to change it back. Because apparently, utility menus are much, much harder to figure out when the headings have all be defaulted to Chinese.

I'm still laughing.
Signed, your loving - and highly amused - relative.
