It was dark, which meant it was very early, but through my dreams I could hear noise.
Cartoon fighting noise.
After a long while of listening to the noise, I realized I wasn't dreaming, and someone (Keith) was up watching TV. I cursed myself for forgetting to turn off the power strip and cringed as I leaned over and woke Jeffrey up as gently as I could. He is not a morning person and can be a little grumpy when it comes to missing out on his sleep. I convincingly explained to him that Keith doesn't really listen to me, but listens to him very well and so it was up to him to send Keith back to bed. Jeffrey grumbled and only needed a little pushing from me before he was sitting up on the edge of the bed, and another gentle nudge before he was drunk walking down the hall, leaning on the walls for support. Again, not a morning person.
"What kind of crazy person is watching TV in the middle of the night?" he slurred.
I had to smile as I listened to the exchange. Keith's groan and Jeffrey's catalectic speech. It was absolutely adorable. Keith did go to bed, and Jeffrey tripped back to ours, already asleep before his head hit the pillow. Forty five minutes passed, and Beth decided it was time to eat. Which is lucky, because Jeffrey was going to be late for work. When Beth was finished eating, I heard the noise of the cartoon robots fighting again. With a sigh, I headed out to the living room, and turned off the tv once again.
I decided I needed a better way to confront the evilness of the brain sucking tube and enticed Keith to cuddle with me while we finished up the great and epic battle of Harry and the Basilisk.
While Keith was at school, Faye and I ran some errands and picked up supplies for our Harry Potter Party. It was a very spontaneous affair, what with having just finished the book. We watched the second movie and drank our Butter Beer.
Dream come true!