Four Birthday Kisses

How much better can a birthday get?

Last night, it was my run club's Christmas party. We put in a few extra bucks on the bar tab every Wednesday night throughout the year and the leftover cash (that our "CFO" puts into a special account) funds all our food/drink at the Christmas party. We ate, drank and danced up a storm last night (my feet are sooooooo sore!). We closed the place down and I didn't get home until about 2:20AM. Thankfully, I had the foresight to drink a few glasses of ice water towards the end of the night, so I wasn't too hung over this morning.

What was that part about four kisses?

Right, well, at midnight last night it was my birthday. So, my friends decided that I should have a tequila shooter at midnight to celebrate. I usually prefer my tequila in a margarita, but what the heck... After the shooter, I got lovely birthday kiss from four of my cute running friends (one after the other - NOT simultaneously - get your minds out of the gutter). That's a pretty darned good way to start my 44th year!

[I refuse to let the evening be spoiled by the fact that I was the only one who didn't have a partner for the last dance of the evening though... hmpf! But it did bring back some bad high-school memories.]

Now, off to run through the streets of town in nothing but a bathing suit and a Santa hat! Oh boy, it's gonna be coooooooold!