I love sharing my stories and experiences with people and connecting to them on both a humorous and emotional level.

I make lots of casseroles that have protein, veggies, carbs and good fats all together.

I'm so blessed to have as many jobs that I have, but I do agree that there needs to be some downtime.

I want to be a cool mom.

There are days when I struggle with wanting to be a full-time, stay-at-home mom, and feeling guilty about that because I work.

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 love my mom. My mom loves me. We don't have an easy relationship. I don't think we ever will, but I'd rather have a complicated, misunderstood relationship than have no relationship at all.

You know, you only get one family, and you have to make it work.

I'm never as happy as when I'm pregnant. I literally would have 10 babies if I could!

Sometimes I do envision just being a stay at home mom but not working isn't an option for me currently.

I look at Liv Tyler and think 'It's not fair', because I can't find a flaw on her. And on top of that she seems nice, so it's really not fair.

Nothing is purely evil.

I want to create an economy where minimum wage is a very brief stepping stone to higher-paying jobs so people can realize their dreams.

I have never been able to understand why perfectly sensible people waste time being wittily obscure instead of just saying what they want and going on about their business.

I'm an avid juicer and a healthy eater.

I don't remember a time when I wasn't waiting for a scab either to grow or to fall off my knee.

The higher culture an individual attains, the less field there is left for mockery and scorn.

My left brain is doing the best job it can with the information it has to work with. I need to remember, however, that there are enormous gaps between what I know and what I think I know.

Translation is always a treason, and as a Ming author observes, can at its best be only the reverse side of a brocade- all the threads are there, but not the subtlety of colour or design.

They come to see, they come that they themselves may be seen. [Lat., Spectatum veniunt, veniunt spectentur ut ipse.]

I've always met more discrimination being a woman than being Black...men are men.