Since when did my parents get cooler than us?

Friday night timeline...us vs. my parents:
6:30pm:
we = deciding if we want to get off the couch and go find dinner.
my parents = at happy hour with their neighbor friends.

7:30pm:

we = having dinner with each other, enjoying diet coke & iced tea.

my parents = enjoying numerous margaritas (and dinner) with friends.

8:30pm:
we = finishing dinner and contemplating going to my parents house to borrow their rototiller and power washer to do yard work early Saturday AM.
my parents = shouting into the phone that they are all having a blast and who knows where the night might lead.

8:45pm:
we = decide to skip stopping by parents house and just head home.
my parents = having their safe ride drive them back home to continue the block party.

9:30pm:
we = having coffee and watching reruns of kitchen nightmares intertwined with a little "Cool Runnings" on the couch while snuggling with the puppy.
my parents = having beers and a wild fun time on the deck with their neighbor friends.

10:30pm:
we = will probably be in bed.
my parents = will probably be text messaging me about how much fun they are having.

And the sad thing is, this happened LAST Friday night too. We went to bed around 10pm and about 30 mins after climbing in to bed, my mom text messaged me. I was still awake and watching TV in bed, but my mom's message was "at Guapo's having a margarita! yum!" For real? Not that I'm complaining, because I love lounging on the couch with my little family, and watching my hubby do crossword puzzles while drinking coffee on a Friday night...but apparently my parents and their neighbor friends have all reverted back to their 20's and 30's. At least that's something to look forward to once your kids grow up and move out, right??