Wanting to be as great of a mom as my momma is. TSM.

Scratch made cinnamon rolls for my mother, without a recipe. TSM.

Geed, how does it feel that it’s already 1:30 AM and nobody has said happy birthday on your FB wall yet? Bless your heart. TSM.

I repeat outfits about as much as I wash my fratdaddy’s cargo shorts. TSM.

I think I talked to her during recruitment… TSM.

Silly boys, fishing shirts are for girls. TSM.

My mom and I showing up to Mother’s Day bruch with the same Tory Burch heels on. TSM.

Who told her that looks cute? TSM.

No GDI. I did not make a card for my mom. She has plenty of shiny, plastic ones in her Louis. TSM.

Happy Not-a-Mother’s Day to me! I finally started. TSM.

Never knowing what to get your mom because she already owns everything. TSM.

Sandra Lee. TSM.

Took a Plan B in honor of Mother’s Day. TSM.

We only judge you so much because we have to make up for your serious lacks in judgment. TSM.

Already dirty rushing boys from my hometown for my favorite fraternity. TSM.

Skipping dinner to eat froyo. TSM.

I’d bake for the TFM intern. TSM.

“Accidental” shacking. TSM.

“Is $4.10 for gas a lot or something?” TSM.

Hair and boys: two things better teased. TSM.