I'm for sure a workaholic. I'm a complete control freak and I take on way too many projects.

Grandma Mazur stood two feet back from my mother. "I gotta get me a pair if those," she said, eyeballing my shorts. "I've still got pretty good legs, you know." She raised her skirt and looked down at her knees. "What do you think? You think I'd look good in them biker things?" Grandma Mazur had knees like doorknobs.

Are you afraid of me? Uh... yes.' The smile stayed fixed in place. 'You should be. You locked me in a refrigerator truck with three dead people. Sooner or later I'm going to get you for it.

I got out of the tub and had to squelch a scream when I saw my reflection in the vanity mirror. My hair looked like it had taken 2000 volts and been spray starched

I could use some help with an FTA. What's your problem? He's old, and I'll look like a loser if I shoot him.

Stephanie, I'm begging you. Eat some doughnuts. I can't keep going like this." - Morelli

And something chocolate, of course. A meal was not a meal without some sort of chocolate for desert.