Never having a thing for bad boys. TSM.

Planning to have my children 15 months apart so I can coordinate their Easter outfits. TSM.

Post that on my wall!! TSM.

Sisters don’t let sisters get fat. TSM.

Excuse me, honey. I’m Southern, NOT Country. Thank you very much. TSM.

Mom sent out invitations for a Royal Wedding Party using real wedding invitations. TSM.

Post-shack starbucks run. TSM.

There needs to be a Facebook Family option for ‘Big’ and ‘Little.’ TSM.

Using my cleavage as brush holder while I curl the rest of my hair. TSM.

Everyone has a “Hometown Henry.” Mine just happens to be a KA with a house on the lake. TFM.

Jackie Burkhart from That 70’s Show. TSM.

My Frat Daddy likes baseball, so I do too. Touchdown! TSM.

I heard Jesus drank wine, I’m sure we’d get along just fine. TSM.

We don’t have to like each other but it’s sure fun to pretend. TSM.

I’ll be Spending Easter at the Yacht Club in my Lilly drinking wine because I’m religious. TSM.

I always wanted to be Annie in the Parent Trap. Hallie was a geed. TSM.

The pearls may say innocent, but my panties say otherwise. TSM.

Forcing a smile even though I really want to curl up and die when my GDI roommate calls her bottom-tier World-of-Warcraft-playing boyfriend her “fratdaddy.” TSM.

I won’t be able to watch Royal Wedding Week because of finals. Just Kidding. TSM.

Weighing yourself drunk. TSM.