I've never left a party because I was cold. Not just cold, but serious, Amundsen Station cold. I've never been so happy to get into an overly-heated and pungent taxi cab. Turns out I was coming down with the flu. But unless you're my French boss who kissed me, there's no need to worry!
Anyway, before Christi and I skated out of the Carlu we both had a really great time. Big glasses of wine, good food, and, as usual, a great reel. (Check out the 2010 edition here: 2010 Party Reel (It gets funnier after the pleasantries))
Although I've had lots of visitors, cards and emails, it was really nice to see so many of my friends in one place. Recurring theme alert: though it's nice enjoying everyone's kindness and concern by default, it's much nicer when time runs on and the topic drifts to something more, or less interesting, than cancer.