Happy Hour(s)

Some times you just need an adult beverage. This normally occurs some time after 5 p.m. (Pacific, in my case). Today simply followed that rule. 5:20 p.m., my nerves were fried, co-workers gathered at Infusion Lounge in SF (Ellis & Powell) to celebrate a colleague's entrepreneurial venture, another who took another position internally, and, I inserted my week-long celebration, my birth week.

I was able to shame my colleague into ponying up for my first round - why not? So I drank and chatted, and drank and chatted, and finally, when I could drink no more, I hitched a ride with my friend Lenore, who chauffeured me back to BART - no, I wasn't drunk (MOM!), but it was nice to get the ride back across the bridge with a little "private time" to catch up on - stuff. The birth-week continues tomorrow with "Girl's Night". We'll view SATC then hit the local biker bar. Vive le birth-week!