Everybody knows there is no such thing as normal. There is no black-and-white definition of normal. Normal is subjective. There's only a messy, inconsistent, silly, hopeful version of how we feel most at home in our lives.

We are not defined by the family into which we are born, but the one we choose and create. We are not born, we become.

We are a very crafty family.

During my first pregnancy, I spent a lot of time worrying about how big I was getting and how I would lose it afterwards.

I do have odd habits. I check under my bed every night for the bogeyman. That's just a little thing, though.

Sometimes, when I'm alone, I put on six inch heels and wear nothing else and dance around in front of the mirror and do my little stripper dance.

When a marriage fails, the story of the relationship changes. The best parts, the parts that made you think getting married was a good idea, fade from memory.