That slight panic when a restaurant only serves Pepsi. TSM.

Being the glam beside the man. TSM.

The “naughty list” is a myth. I still got everything I wanted. TSM.

Accidentally signing your initials in monogram order when filling out paper work. TSM.

Baking for him but never faking for him. TSM.

Knowing your sisters so well that you can tell who’s coming down the stairs by their footsteps. TSM.

Posting pictures of your Christmas gifts on Facebook is tacky. I always wait until our first spring chapter meeting to show everything off. TSM.

Throwing your Big a party when she becomes a TFM Sweetheart. TSM.

Listen geed, I don’t hate you. I’m just saying that if you were on fire and I had water, I would drink it. TSM.

Hope Daddy likes all the presents I bought him with his credit card. TSM.

Santa putting a bottle of wine in your stocking. TSM.

Understanding that reuniting with high school friends is not a competition…but you’re winning. TSM.

Deciding what boy to kiss on New Year’s Eve ahead of time. TSM.

It always takes me over an hour to fix my hair…partly because it has to be perfect and partly because I am so easily distracted. TSM.

Silently categorizing the earrings I got for Christmas into “okay to lose when shacking” and “never, ever, ever wear to bars.” TSM.

Being just as excited about your Christmas outfit as your Christmas presents. TSM.

Big inheritance. Bigger heart. Merry Christmas! TSM.

Saving all the ribbons from your Christmas presents and using them in your hair. TSM.

Being that girl. NS. Being THE girl. TSM.

All I want for Christmas is you. Just kidding I want all the cute shoes I keep finding on Pinterest. TSM.