Recruitment chants on repeat in my head. TSM.

Pink Sharpie to address the packages to my soldier. TSM.

Going to Recruitment Retreat next week with some new sparkle on my left ring finger. TSM.

Oops. Hairspray on my pink MacBook. TSM.

Being known as the girl who drives the “Barbie Jeep.” TSM.

Pedicured toes in Chacos. TSM.

“What’s the theme?” TSM.

Southern by the grace of God. TSM.

Grammatically correct sexts. TSM.

Legit excited to break in my new vacuum cleaner. TSM.