I have got five minutes, some whip-its, and the key to the executive bathroom.

My husband is my part of my greatest joys, so it doesn't feel like work or like I'm balancing anything. My husband and my kids absolutely come first, so work is just something where I figure out where it will fit.

If God wanted us to ask questions, he would have made us men.

In the only way that pain can be truly remembered, through a new pain.

I've been more conscious of my salt intake, sugar intake, making sure I'm not eating as many processed foods.

I think that you are what you speak a lot of times, and there's power in the tongue. I feel sorry for the people who always have something negative to say. If something happens bad in my day, I don't tweet about it - I pray about it, or talk to my husband about it or my mother about it, and get it off of me and move on.

Do you know how painful it is to tell someone you love him and not hear him say it back?