In real life, I tend to yell at people a lot. Not because I'm bossy or mean, but because I'm frustrated.

I've always been able to cook Italian food. That's in my blood because I'm half Sicilian.

I think people tend to be very myopic and they dont understand how their actions impact others.

I can't believe anyone would voluntarily run 26 miles. Sometimes I sit on the couch cross-legged because I don't feel like walking to the bathroom.

I'm very detail oriented. I think that's why people enjoy my memoirs - because I tend to remember everything.

For the record? I have never been her baby. In fact, I reject the notion of coming out of her body. I prefer to believe I was hatched, or perhaps purchased.

No matter how happy anyone is with their choices, I believe it's human nature to wonder about the path not taken.