We're Loafing And We Can't Get Up

Saturday was the laziest day *EVER* at Dysfunctional House. It was FREEZING outside, and the woodstove was creating a cozy-cabin-feeling in the house. So, as a family we declared it National Couch Potato Day. We dragged out all the featherdown throws, and chose our respective zones on the sofa. Except for GirlyDiva who championed the scrimmage with BoyGenius, for the coveted Lazyboy Chair. BoyKing staked a claim in the corner of the sofa, with extra acreage for Thomas Tank Engine & "family". The only activity that followed was an occasional Amber Alert for the remote control, a single request to "smack Dad wouldja", due to dangerously high snoring decibels, and a small but heated debate over who's turn it was to go get more snacks. After watching 6 episodes of CSI Miami, we unanimously voted NAY against a 'traditional' dinnertime.(that of course would mean vertical positioning.) So instead we paused the DVR made a pilgrimage to the kitchen for leftovers. BoyGenius then cunningly won the second scrimmage for the Lazyboy. And then..after watching Captain Jack Sparrow get taken out by a Sea Monster..We did the only thing left to do..we all went to bed..