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.
He would show up at parties, ... one day at my apartment building, I came home from work, and he was working there.
If we can share our stories and help other people and kind of bring attention to it, I think it benefits.
I loved the script, ... I love love stories. And it didn't appear to me to be a gay script. It was just a love story and I thought it was beautiful.
You gave it away!
I went into the marriage with the best intentions, hopes and dreams, ... I feel that I've really disappointed people. I've disappointed everyone who came to my wedding. I'm disappointed in myself. I don't know exactly what happened and when things started to go wrong.
My Dog Can beat up Paris Hilton's Dog.
They do sometimes talk about, 'Remember that class?' or 'Remember that teacher?' but it's fine. They're all so talented.
With friends, if you keep making an effort to reach out and you keep getting hurt, you eventually stop trying. But it's much harder to give up on family. Somewhere deep down you want it to work so badly that you keep making the same mistake over and over again.
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.
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.
I know most people always thank people for believing in them - I actually want to thank people that didn't believe in me.
I love sharing my stories and experiences with people and connecting to them on both a humorous and emotional level.
I wasn't truly comfortable with myself until I was about 30. I spent so much time and energy wondering if I wasn't worthy, and trying to find people to validate me, instead of validating myself.
People are always saying that Hollywood messes up kids. I'm like, 'No, families mess up kids!' I grew up in Hollywood, and I'm perfectly fine. If my children want to go into the entertainment business, I won't stop them, as long as they're passionate about it.
I've been a target my entire life. At this point, there's nothing anyone can say that will faze me. Bring it on!
My whole life story is kind of a backhanded compliment.
In all honesty, I grew up a certain way. I never had to worry about money... that was my reality.
During my first pregnancy, I spent a lot of time worrying about how big I was getting and how I would lose it afterwards.
If I ever had the time to take on another job, being a party planner would be high on my list.
It was, you know, probably 80 degrees out in L.A., and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the time, I thought, 'Every kid doesn't have snow in their backyard on Christmas?
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.
With two kids it's hard to find down time to write so I often write during their nap time.
I would eat healthy at times and pig out at times. But I never had to go on a strict diet plan.