I'm not lazy. I'm simply judicious about excess movement.

I believe that I have such a vanilla life.

I still believe in the Holy Trinity, except now it's Target, Trader Joe's, and IKEA.

I'm the person who says every single thing she thinks, sometimes to others' amusement, and almost always to my detriment.

No matter how happy anyone is with their choices, I believe it's human nature to wonder about the path not taken.

As a reader, I notice political views regardless of whether or not the book is fiction. What annoys me is when said views do nothing to advance the narrative.

In real life, I tend to yell at people a lot. Not because I'm bossy or mean, but because I'm frustrated.

I don't mean to get all religious here, but I'm pretty sure key lime martinis (with a graham cracker & sugar rim) are proof that Jesus loves us.

Fortunately, all it takes for us to be of one mind is some buttercream frosting.

For the record? I have never been her baby. In fact, I reject the notion of coming out of her body. I prefer to believe I was hatched, or perhaps purchased.

Ambien might have mentally just tossed my salad. WITH CROUTONS.

I'm the kind of person who becomes silent when I get scared, because I hope Death will not notice me if I am very still and very quiet. It has worked well so far.

The public always prefers to be reassured. There are those whose job this is. There are only too many.

Sympathy, Love, Fortune... We all have these qualities but still tend to not use them!

Sing Me no songs tell me no tales cry me no tears, but remember me kindly.

Too many rocks in the mountains.

Hypochondriacs squander large sums of time in search of nostrums by which they vainly hope they may get more time to squander.

Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.

Following your heart's desire will lead you in the direction your spirit wants to go.

Being a family in general is a comedy of errors.

I think my new iPhone 5S is broken. I pressed the home button and I'm still at work