Resting up FOR the weekend, not OVER the weekend. TSM.

Feeling more nervous to submit your little list than you are to turn in a midterm paper. TSM.

Having to begin every story about the night before with “So apparently…” TSM.

Everyone knowing you got the big you wanted based off the volume of your scream. TSM.

Mentally calling your little your little before she’s your little. TSTC.

Get in, Little. We’re going crafting. TSM.

Wine, whine, and unwind. TSM.

No pants are the best pants. TSM.

I’m fluent in English, sarcasm, passive aggressiveness, and flirting. TSM.

Corrupting the younger generations. TSM.