I read books more than I go out.

I had many decades of me time and now I just don't have that anymore. There are days when I rail against it.

I take the kids skiing every year, and my husband doesn't always go. The way I grew up, that's very normal. My mom would take us skiing, but my dad hates cold weather.

How many times can you say, "No yanking on one another's genitals?" Everything is hilarious until someone starts crying.

I count myself lucky to be fairly anonymous but occasionally have people tell me nice things.

I really like putting the kids to bed. Everyone is cozy and snuggly. Nobody is giving anyone a hard time, and everybody reads.

I'm on a strict gossip diet. No gossip websites, no gossip magazines. Otherwise, I find it paralyzing to exist.