Sonya was asleep on the couch tonight by nine. Around nine-thirty I lay down in front of the TV to watch World Cup 2Night and hopefully see Beckham's penalty goal, which Sonya had assured me was awesome.
I dozed off.
I woke up and soccer was acutally on. Since all the games are live from Japan and South Korea there are only games on at godawful early in the morning.
I looked at the clock. Straight up three a.m.
"Sonya, let's go to bed."