The Greeks

It happens on occasion that happy hour turns into happy hourzzzzz. That was the case yesterday. Catching up with an old friend for an innocent happy hour turned into 5-1/2 hours of fun and apparently a birthday celebration. Let me tell you, Greeks know how to celebrate. We met at a Greek-owned bar and though she's a regular there, I've never met the staff. But they treated me like part of the family. Two birthday shots and a piece of cheese cake with candles in it plus hugs and kisses. Wow if that's how Greek men treat their women, count me in! We had a great time. Thus begins my week of birthday celebration.