Yes. The chapter’s Get Healthy Initiative is aimed at you. TSM.

Don’t marry a man unless you would be proud to have a son just like him. TSM.

My dog has a middle name so all of his sweaters can be monogrammed. TSM.

Crafting ruined my manicure. I suffer for my art. TSM.

Having the drunken “You’re going to be in my wedding one day” talk with a sister. TSM.

I looked hot today. He missed out. TSM.

Only branching out on Bid Day. TSM.

I got a little. I got a little. I got a little. Hey, hey, hey, hey! TSM.

Making an effort not to tilt your head for composite pictures. TSM.

I’m getting my earrings off his nightstand, then I’m dropping him like he’s hot. TSM.

We can do anything you can do better, backwards and in heels. TSM.

Trying to explain Greek life to a GDI is like trying to explain quantum physics to a preschooler. TSM.

Oh my God did you sleep with him? You DID didn’t you! You slut! How was it? TSM.

Baking yet another batch of “sorry I vommed in your bed” cookies. TSM.

Going to a wedding and critiquing the decorations. TSM.

If the South would have won we’d of had it made. Oh wait..we do. TSM.

Getting a guys name tattooed on you. NS. Shirt with his letters on it however. TSM.

Not letting Homecoming Float pomping get in the way of Wine Wednesday. TSM.

Judging schools who replace the last word of the Star-Spangled Banner with their mascot. TSM.

My version of a sit and chat is sitting with a sister and judging everyone passing by. TSM.