So my birthday is coming up. The past few years, despite all of my best efforts, I’ve had to do some last-minute scrambling and it’s kind of exhausting.
When I talked with Shawn before Thanksgiving, I told him I didn’t feel like planning my birthday. He said he had to go back to New York pretty soon after Christmas because of some job search related stuff, but he said he would try to take me out for it.
Allie also said she would plan my birthday when we talked about it.
It doesn’t sound like Shawn will be in town, but Allie decided where I should have my birthday…
Out of laziness, Ole.
But at least the sopapillas and margaritas are tasty.
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