It’s not often I stay up until two in the morning.  Not because I don’t want to, but because I know that my “seven in the morning kid wake-up call” is more painful every time I do.  Last night we had some friends passing through from California to Florida and when that happens typically I stay up later than normal.  

Remember Drew?  He’s the one I keep saying needs to blog.  Well, he’s still not, but I’m not holding it against him.  Well, last night Drew and another friend Eli got to town around seven and we decided to go out for some dinner and what not.  We ended up hanging out on my back porch until about two.  Pretty exciting huh?  

I’m not really looking forward to how I’m going to feel later today, but I think it will work out because this afternoon Randy and I are meeting Pete and Anne for coffee at some awesome trendy place.  And along with coffee at some awesome trendy place comes caffeine so that’s good.  Right now I’m just trying to spell things right and not get easily distracted by Elmo on Sesame Street. 

What time do you normally go to bed?  Does it change on weekends?