If I have to wait, you’re late. TSM.

Yoga + Mimosas = the best hangover cure. TSM.

Yelling “GDI!” in Friends With Benefits when Justin Timberlake mentions his obsession with cargo shorts. TSM.

Love as long as you live, laugh as long as you breathe, and drink as long as you stand. TSM.

Hobby Lobby Rewards Visa. TSM.

Charming the nerdy Apple employees into a free iPhone whenever my screen is drunkenly shattered. TSM.

If alcohol didn’t have calories my life would be perfect. TSM.

Thank heavens for private beaches. TSM.

Being the first to walk out. TSM.

Being “the prettiest baby” and now “the most beautiful woman.” TSM.

Knowing how to say buy me a drink in seven different languages, and having a smile that makes that info useless. TSM.

Being the littlest Big. TSM.

If your major doesn’t start with “Pre” or end with “Engineering” then I’m not interested. TSM.

Wearing old shack shirts for crafting and cleaning. TSM.

Comparing arms to see who’s the most tan. TSM.

My biological sister is totally jealous of my relationship with my precious Little. TSM.

Autocorrect needs to learn that it’s ok to add extra letters when I’m excitedddd!!! TSM.

These recruitment nightmares need to stop. TSM.

Suitcases are always harder to shut on the way back. TSM.

Daydreaming about how I’ll get proposed to. TSM.