So, I survived the Office Holiday Party with my reputation intact. The next day the 22-year-olds were blushing in the kitchen and I had to tell them that I was too involved in the really great Pinot I was drinking to notice anyone's breach of conduct. No great scandals to relay, except my co-worker informed me that the Technology Director's girlfriend has a "girl crush" on me... hey, I'll take it from wherever it's coming!

My 20-year-old date had to cancel at the last minute due to illness. The good news is that I got to feel out the climate of dating someone to the right (far right) of my age box. Thanks to Demi and Ashton, nobody seems to think twice about it. My therapist is cool with it (and let's face it, does anyone else's opinion matter?) and told me that age is "cultural difference" (sort of like dating someone from Uruguay....actually, probably more like Sri Lanka or Tangiers). The point is that I don't have to limit myself to those that have been through the relationship mill...wasn't I writing about the holidays? Boy, am I tired...

Just for today, I can survive the holidays.