If the nest is truly empty, who owns all this junk?

In Russia, as I sat there day after day wearing headphones, listening to the interpreter struggle to make our words relevant, I wondered if we could establish meaningful rapport with a nation that had never seen raisins dance in dark glasses on TV...never had a garage sale.

It is my theory you can't get rid of fat. All you can do is move it around, like furniture.

There would have been more 'I love you's' and more, 'I'm sorry's'.

It was a bitter moment for us. We weren't two mature parents. We were just two kids playing grown-up. We still needed Mommy and Daddy's permission, blessings, and money to survive.

I'm on a diet as my skin doesn't fit me anymore.

I never go to a college reunion that I don't come away feeling sorry for all those paunchy, balding jocks trying to hang onto youth. I feel sorry for the men, too.