No self-respecting mother would run out of intimidations on the eve of a major holiday.

Hello there. I'm out social climbing, but if you leave your name and number and if you're anybody, I'll get back to you.

Somewhere it is written that parents who are critical of other people's children and publicly admit they can do better are asking for it.

Last year I gave seventy-four phone hours to soliciting baked goods for the Bake-A-Rama. I was named Top Call Girl by the League.

The Rose Bowl is the only bowl I've ever seen that I didn't have to clean.

You hear a lot of dialogue on the death of the American family. Families aren't dying. They're merging into big conglomerates.

When you're an orthodox worrier, some days are worse than others.