Here's my pet peeve: The not-so-unstated rule that all women are only to be treated as sexual objects and gawked at-you know, sitting up against a car, washing something, bending over, licking something. That just drives me crazy.

We listen so much to everybody - more than ever, because we have a kabillion voices whose opinion we can access - and we care so much if everybody agrees with us. To bust through all of the noise is very challenging.

Not because I'm trying to be fabulous, but I love those big crazy Jackie O shades.

Writing in my journal keeps me focused on my spirit and what I need or feel.

I feel the presence of a higher power. I believe that what you give is what you get. It's universal law. I believe in the power of prayer and of words. I've learned that when you predict that negative things will happen, they do.

It's a beautiful blessing that I get to help raise a man. And I want to show him as much as possible.

Simplicity makes me happy.