Watching TV shouldn't require this much effort

I need a TV show.

At least, that's what I told myself last week.  A grown-up show.  Something that makes me fairly excited for a mundane weekday, because I can tell myself 'ooh, it's X day and that means I get to watch X show tonight!'

I picked the show Parenthood for several reasons.  Abby got me semi-hooked on it last year when we visited her in Colorado, and it's actually pretty funny.  The characters are just believable enough, and seeing Lauren Graham star yet again as a slightly-screwy mom makes me a little less homesick for the days when Gilmore Girls was still on the air.

The 10 pm time slot, however, seemed daunting.  Remember, we're talking about a girl who is routinely in bed by 9 pm.  How on earth do people stay up until 11 pm watching TV??  I sternly reminded myself that if I wanted to become less lame in the year 2011, I'd better learn to stay up longer than my daughter.  Because nobody wants to date a girl who has to hurry through dinner so she can get home to bed, am I right? 

As a bonus, I started taking a hot yoga class again on Tuesday evenings, something I thought would help me stay up a bit later in the evening.  I typically feel pretty energized after class, and last Tuesday worked out perfectly.  By the time I got home and showered, it was time for the show to start.  I felt like such a grown-up!  Staying up so late!  Watching a TV show that didn't star furry animals or focus on the alphabet!

So.  Last night, I picked Zoey up at my sister's house after yoga class with the same resolve to come home, shower, get the munchkin down for bed, and curl up on the couch.  Jon Corbett was going to star on Parenthood and I didn't want to miss it!  (See?  A movie star I can actually recognize?  I am SO moving up in the world.)

I remember showering.  I distinctly remember ushering the grumpiest preschooler in the world off to bed.  I recall laying down next to her to rub her head as she drifted off to sleep.

And then I remember it being somewhere around 4 am.

SHIT.

Maybe I can watch the episode I missed online tonight.  That is, if I can stay up longer than Zoey.  Clearly, I have a ways to go in my efforts to become more hip this year.