This morning at Cotton Plant Day with the Frat. We where grilling and raising money for March of Dimes.
I won’t soon forget the events that took place in #ferguson…will you?
I’m over here trying to cook a cook meal with legs that feel like jello and arms that cramp every time I lift them. Living alone sucks sometimes. I wish every once in a while I could come home to a gorgeous woman in an apron who tells me dinner is ready and to take my gym clothes off so I can shower first. Then as I head to my room i notice that my work clothes are already pressed for the next day. Shoot even when I was roommates with my friend in college it was cool because he would at least have Chinese takeout on the table to share. Am I asking for too much? I really don’t think so. Just a random thought.