It really is the little things I suppose...
The night before the Bob Harper event I was exhausted...no time to prep my outfit for the next night so Jersey did it for me. He ironed and put the little creases in my trouser pants. I'm a nut when it comes to organization and presentation...you wanna know the way to my heart? Make my ish look pretty and neat.
I swear I want to hump the boy's leg like a vigorously energetic chihuahua every time I see him folding my laundry.