party

We're having a get-together this evening with some of Sasha's colleagues, which means we're both in 'must clean the house' mode. Now that we have to wake up early during the week, we seem to also wake early on the weekends, which isn't all bad (just mostly bad). I dread to imagine, however, at what time this evening I'm going to be like 'I'm so sleepy!'

It's sad, but we have been there for awhile. I consider sleeping in to be 7:30 on the weekends, and poor Bucky lays in bed and pretends he is sleeping until the dogs insist he wakes up. Then at 9pm we look at each other and say how tired we are. So, so sad...