Practicing my drop lines for cakes with conditioner in the shower. TSM.

He lets me drive his Frathoe. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is. TSM.

Crying when the girls on “Say Yes to the Dress” find “the one.” TSM.

We’re in a relationship. He just doesn’t know it yet. TSM.

Hooking up with the quarterback right after a big win. TSM.

Mom packed silver silverware in elementary/middle school. No plastics. TSM.

Taking off work tomorrow to recover from The Bachelorette finale party. TSM.

Love as long as you live, laugh as long as you breathe, and drink as long as you stand. TSM.

Giving “it” a nickname. TSM.