
Just another day in this house.
Keagan came by the house last night for dinner. I marinated some steak bites and cooked up some shrimp, and we ate our meal in front of the tv while watching college basketball. For the record, the steak bites were excellent!
I’ve put off completing the dreaded FAFSA for months, and told Keagan we had to do it this weekend. I logged in, and soon verification codes were being sent to Evan, Keagan, and me. We put Evan on speaker phone to get the numbers, and while I was trying to gain access, the boys made small talk.
Keagan: The FAFSA accounts are messed up. They have you listed as my parent.
Evan: Thats crazy! I just almost started a fire in Bella’s apartment boiling water for fettuccini. I’m not responsible enough for any other life. I can barely take care of myself.
Keagan: I just ate dinner. Some steak bites and shrimp.
Evan: Where are you?
Keagan: I’m at the crib,
Evan: Woah! You got steak bites and shrimp? I thought you were in Nashville at a Japanese fusion restaurant.
Keagan: Hey, little bro comes home and Mom goes all out.
Evan: I see that. When I’m at home, I’ve gotta eat Ritz crackers, peanut butter, and two pink ladies for dinner. That’s crazy you get the good stuff.
😂🤣😂🤣
Pink ladies. 🍎 🍎
I laughed until I cried!
(And I cook every night.)



































