When your own romantic life is falling apart, everyone else's looks fabulous.

Every once in a while, I'll have a 'Do you know who I am?' moment, at least in my head. I hate that.

Some poeple just don't have what it takes to appreciate a cookie.

Steve turned to us again, looking so dang enthusastic that I wondered how much coffee he'd had this morning. "So, you kids want to be big stars, eh?" God, no!" I said spewing crumbs. "No way!" Oddly, this seemed to throw a petite wrench into the convo.

Be calm. Be Zen. You are Buddha.

That'd be just what I need: a rash of car thefts across America, committed by dedicated readers.

you...are...a...frige...with...wings...we...are...freaking...ballet...dancers!