When my pally and I reached 70 on our latest alts (I’m the female dwarf priest, he’s the male draenai shaman) while killing whelps outside of Westguard Keep, we paused and marked the occasion with a cliff-side picnic, including white wine, cheese, bread, and a flame-riddled chocolate cake. All of the picnic items were a bit squishy from being hauled in packs from Dalaran, but it was well worth the effort.
Sometimes it’s good to just take a moment and celebrate the little things.
P.S. Note that due to finding yet another replacement chestpiece but still no pants, I am once again wandering about in bikini bottoms.