Remarrying a husband you've divorced is like having your appendix put back in.

If you don't have wrinkles, you haven't laughed enough.

The last thing my kids ever did to earn money was lose their baby teeth.

It's an ill will that blows when you leave the hairdresser.

I'm the woman who used to think that middle-age spread was a cocktail dip.

I remember once a vocational director said to Fang, "You must develop some mechanical skills - like getting out of bed."

I'm from such an old family, it's been condemned.