I'm lucky that my real-life Mom has both a great sense of humor about herself and an amazing ability to slip into complete denial if the subject matter gets a little too close to home.

Because the majority of my readers are women, I feel that one public service I can provide to them is to spread the message of regular mammograms and early detection within the strip.

Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.

When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.

My dog was with me all the time. I talked to my dog. She was my best buddy. I shared all my secrets with her, but I don't think I every really tried jokes out with the dog.

Food, love, career, and mothers, the four major guilt groups.

I was going to sip on a diet soda, but a little voice convinced me I needed the extra calcium from a cup of hot chocolate.

The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.

Imagine my surprise when, after a lifetime of teaching me to keep personal things to myself, Mom insisted my drawings were the start of a comic strip for millions of people to enjoy.

Each of us wages a private battle each day between the grand fantasies we have for ourselves and what actually happens.

Defy your own group. Rebel against yourself.

We're not copying life, we're making a comment on it.

A group of owls is called a parliament, wisdom, or study.

All I believe in is food and myself.

Networking is simply the cultivating of mutually beneficial, give and take, win-win relationships. It works best, however, when emphasizing the "give" part.

You just can't go around killing people!

What are you guys doing? If you anted me to take a shower, all you had to do was pay me ten bucks, like you usually do

Thanks to everyone in Israel for the wonderful welcome. It was a great show and we'll remember it forever.

I'm your knight in shining armor. I'm here to save you from Linkin Park.

The envious person grows lean with the fatness of their neighbor.

It is from the middle class that writers spring, because, it is in the middle class only that the practice of writing is as natural and habitual as hoeing a field or building a house.