One of the great things about being an adult is being able to do pretty much whatever you want. If I wanted to stay up all night I could. If I don't want to finish my vegetables, I just chuck em' right in the garbage. No curfew, boys are allowed.. well at least one boy is allowed.
Well yesterday I started getting a scratchy throat, and I have been sick enough this year so I laid down to rest last night at like 7:00. Well when I woke up it was 7:30.. the next morning. Yes, that's right I slept over 12 hours last night.
That's how I chose to spend my night. Like an adult... Like a 95 year old adult. The only thing that was missing was my early bird dinner at the Sizzler and the word whippersnapper.