I'd rather not have a moment when I'm known for my looks; being funny and interesting lasts longer.

I think I have a disease called spontaneous disclosure. I need to tell everyone my life story instantaneously.

If I've had a bad day, if I'm feeling stressed out, if I'm feeling overwhelmed - it takes it all away. It's my antidote for everything. If I feel any sort of emotional upheaval, I go for a jog and I feel better.

I'm not a prettier everywoman. I am an everywoman that they clean up awfully well for T.V.

I treat my cheeks like breasts in a push-up bra. I just reach down in there, lift them up and push them together. And they'll stay put if the jeans are tight enough.

I'm not militant about anything. If there's cheesecake in the house, I'll have some. If I'm in the mood for something, I'll have it. I don't obsess about anything. I could have three or four "cheat days" in a week and then not have dessert for another three months.

Woo-hoo! I'm 40. I can say that now.