My angel-boy is close now, as in five-feet-away close. There's no way I'm going to burst into song in front of him. But then the contrary part of me says, you're going to let a boy keep you from singing out loud? Sing, sister! Sing! So I do, and my angel-boy turns his head.

And you're figuring out who you are, and you haven't yet become stagnant in your thinking. You haven't solidified. And one thing that I find is that a lot of grown-ups tend to look back on their high school or middle school years and say, "Oh, thank God all that's over."

You should eat a waffle! You can't be sad if you eat a waffle!

I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.

Hey. What is it that famous person said? 'It'll all work out in the end, and if it doesn't, that means it's not the end yet'?

I was just teasing," I say. "I myself don't like to eat plain butter, but hey, it's a free world.

Christmas is never over,unless you want it to be... Christmas is a state of mind.