I love family traditions, Jewish traditions, Buckeye traditions...they're great! They make me feel at home.
There is, however, a popular American tradition, of which I am not a fan.
That tradition: 21st birthday (barfday?) festivities.
I'll spare you the gory alcohol-laden details. But never again will I enjoy 1.5 hours of fun with the tradeoff of a day of agony and hazy dizziness.
Yikes!
But it was fun. Also this post is long overdue. I might have to do back-to-back posts.
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