I would like to say that I am a very relaxed, loving person who is not competitive, but that's a lie!

My husband is very funny and his humor has gotten us through a lot. He's good at defusing me.

I have three kids. I should know how to take care of them.

Kids don't seem to recognize when they're hungry until they're starving and in the emergency zone, so I'm like, "Who wants some apple slices and cheese?"

Kids think the world is about them, so if you forgot to put the right flavor yogurt in their lunch, and they have too much homework when they come home, they're like, "You know I hate peach!" There's a part of me that's like, "I'm so sorry. I could have shown my love more."

I guess I'm not that aware of such a big fan base. I have a few core people who write me no matter what I'm doing, but I hardly have sacks of mail being dropped on my door!

I just can't seem to make myself care about what I look like when I am working out.