Not to be a party pooper, but sometimes you’ve got to take care of business.

The red pen is mightier than the sword.

I admire my husband’s tenacity, to the utmost possible degree.

Everybody needs someone who makes them feel special. It’s even better when that someone is family.

My life’s an open book.

Playing favorites is a matter of taste.

We all have to decide who we want to be.

Being the middle child of six kids meant always having a playmate, seldom having dull moments, and too often being both “older” and “little,” depending on the situation.

The value of a treasure is in the memories it evokes.

Until Mother Nature gets some more spring in her step, I'm giving her the cold shoulder.

Even the best leading ladies sometimes get a bad rap.

My life in pictures runs the gamut of acceptability, from glamorous to ghastly.

It was time to return to the world I'd always known and loved.

No matter how I try to fake it, my true colors come shining through.

I'll never be too old to create beautiful love notes.

Sometimes, being raised in a barn is a good thing.

When Jack Frost slapped us in the face, I did what I had to for the sake of my family.

Music of the heart is the most beautiful of all.

Thievery, deceit, and the thrill of competition were all part of a simpler life.

The roads less traveled are waiting for me.

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