Last night, Mamaw Edna offered to make me a burger. I walk into the kitchen to find my cousin Derek heavily seasoning all of the burgers. I made a comment about how I prefer my burgers unseasoned and we joked about it for a minute. I walked away thinking that it didn't really matter and I was willing to eat the burgers as they were. When I walk back into the kitchen, he put another burger on just for me. It was a tasty burger but there may have been something wrong with the meat because I was puking until 2 in the morning. Regardless of that fact, it was very sweet that Derek went through the extra trouble of making me a separate burger.











