waiting_up nr my mom did this as we were growing up. she'd pretend it wasn't what she was doing. "oh, i'd just reached a good part in my book and didn't want to put it down!" or my dad would be the one awake, maybe partially waiting_up but also because of his heartburn. i'd walk in late on a weekend night, say hi, and try to act sober. i just told him the truth about those days this past year; apparently i'd hid it well. 220128 what's it to you? who go blather from