For some of us, watching a miniseries that lasts longer than most marriages is not easy.

My son would walk to the refrigerator-freezer and fling both doors open and stand there until the hairs in his nose iced up. After surveying $200 worth of food in varying shapes and forms, he would declare loudly, 'There's nothing to eat!'

The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with only a loaf of bread are three billion to one.

In general my children refuse to eat anything that hasn't danced in television.

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

Never loan your car to anyone to whom you've given birth.

There are people who put their dreams in a little box and say, 'Yes, I've got dreams, of course I've got dreams.' Then they put the box away and bring it out once in awhile to look in it, and yep, they're still there. These are great dreams, but they never even get out of the box. It takes an uncommon amount of guts to put your dreams on the line, to hold them up and say, 'How good or how bad am I?' That's where courage comes in.