We are NOT Fourteen anymore.

It's almost 11 oclock, and i just finished chatting with my youngest sister on facebook. She's 14. The kid stays up til the wee hours of morning every night and sleeps til noon. Those were the days man. Well, we thought so then didnt we? Except now we're old enough to realize that that's a total waste. It's much more satisfying to see the sun rise, to enjoy a beautiful day, and not be the vampire she apparently thinks she is with this Twilight obsession er something. i'd like to blame it on that anyway....but i know it's not. and im way too tired to get into what i really think about that. It's 11 oclock. My face is about to fall lifelessly onto my computer desk. It's 11 oclock!!! WTH is wrong with me. Oh that's right. My bed time is 9 and im an adult now...with responsibilities. 9 is the norm.. In most cases i would be perfectly fine right now. But in most cases, i would be at the movie theater drooling over Ryan Reynolds, or driving down beltway 8 with the hubs and the radio as loud as it will go singing "don't worry be happy", or doing 105mph down the 1/4 mile drag strip, or editing the photoshoot from the day before, or proving to the hubs that I can, most definitely, kick his butt on guitar hero. But i'm not doing any of those things at the moment. We played guitar hero earlier. Right now, he has taken over the living room tv. And the bedroom tv. By playing xbox with friends and having the 2 rooms connected. My vision is blurred, and I haven't had a single alcoholic drink this evening. I'm going to pretend it's the good ol' days, and go fall asleep in his lap on the couch.