Jingle all the way

My work had its annual holiday party this weekend.  I typically don't like these things.  I spend 90% of my waking hours with these people, causing me to cherish the weekend like the rarest jewel, so when I have to see them again Saturday (and in this case, on Sunday morning, because most of us stayed at the resort) well...let's just say it's not my idea of a Merry Christmas.  Or the politically correct "Happy Holidays."

This year, however, was really fun.  It was a nice cocktail hour, followed by dinner and dancing, followed by more dancing.  With me - ME - dancing the night away!  Which was the result of one, perhaps two fun drinks like this:

Yes, this is real.  And, yes, we drained it.

I don't really remember why we're doing this.  It has something to do with Tim Tebow (I'm actually not a fan).

This was after several hours of dancing.  I'm not sure where our shoes are.

A good time was had by all, and I went home and slept from 1-6 on Sunday afternoon.  Nothing says "buzzkill" like having to get ready for another solid week at work.  With these people once again.

But there was good food and good company.  I can't complain!