100 leg lifts while I brush my teeth. 200 situps while Pretty Little Liars is on. 300 Kegels while I drink my wine. TSM.

Not remembering the last time you touched a door handle. TSM.

My rule of 7s: He should be bigger than 7″, his shorts must be less than 7″, and he better have 7 figures. TSM.

Happy International Badge Day. TSM.

My spring break beach read is Laura Bush’s Spoken From the Heart. TSM.

Hey GDI, “Do you prefer ‘fashion victim’ or ‘ensembly challenged’?” TSM.

No darling, I’m not wearing, nor will I ever wear a bump-it. TSM.

Actually you can pick your sisters. TSM.

Using my Discover Card rewards to buy cute things for my future kitchen. TSM.

Some girl begged me for a bid last night. She won’t be getting one. TSM.

Perfect french braid, no mirror, thirty seconds. TSM.

When I hear “stuck up” and “mean”, I really hear “selective” and “honest.” TSM.

Senior Superlative: Most Likely to be on Real Housewives. TSM.

Our social chair is on social probation. TSM.

Firing a maid for telling me to use a coaster. Who does she think she is? TSM.

Just because it got warmer doesn’t mean you can wear white before Easter GDI. TSM.

Sisterhood retreat sobfests. TSM.

The first thing I notice about a guy is their shoes. TSM.

My risk needed management last night. TSM.

I would have my cake and eat it too if I weren’t on a Cabo diet. TSM.