You know those traditions that are dead simple yet you would walk on coals to maintain and uphold them?
One of my favourite traditions is birthday dinners with two of my favourite girls.
Scenario is always the same- drinks at one person’s house
and then a walk to a local restaurant where we eat and drink and laugh to the point of falling off our chairs, no one ever looks like they are having as much fun as we are, and the staff at the end of the night stare at us until we leave, long after regular closing. But they love us always even though we kept them up late.
We walk home, bent over laughing in that -half crazy, can’t catch your breath -way,tears streaming down cheeks and then bye bye I love you you are the best
Then into each bed, still laughing and trying to pull your jeans off and boots all at once.
Soon, a 4 am wake up from deathly thirst and tiny headache and a large sip of water but ooops because it is still funny, you choke on the water because you are still cracking up and you spit it all over yourself.
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