“I’m too lazy and I like food and I like my free time too much to spend it working out!”

When something disappointing happened, my mother would remind me not to let that become my focus. There’s still so much to be grateful for.

As women, we have more of a tendency to be people-pleasers, and I know a lot of women who are not vocal about what makes them happy.

The mouthier I got, the more I’d be celebrated.

I like predictability because I know what I’m getting into.

It’s lame to say that I’m a normal girl, but I think I am.

We are all human beings, part of the human race, and we need to be compassionate and giving and kind with one another.

I’m really proud of myself because I’ve pared my beauty regimen down to a cream blush and berry-tinted lip balm, which has saved me so much time.

I’ve created a chaotic life, and then I get on edge because of it.

I look back at my twenties and see that I was much less confident.

My mother is a great source of advice and wisdom and consolation for me.

I pride myself on being kind.

I decided I was sick of trying to figure out what everybody else wanted, and I should just decide what I want, and be honest, and not spend all my time guessing.

I still love the theology of the Mormon religion and think it is a wonderful way to grow up.

When I do get pregnant, I highly doubt I’ll be one of those women who don’t look pregnant from behind – I’ll be that chick who looks pregnant from her ankles up!

My worst habit used to be smoking but I quit.

My good friends are Mormon, some of the best people I know.

Sing because this is a food our starving world needs. Laugh because that is the purest sound.

Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.

I just clipped 2 articles from a current magazine. One is a diet guaranteed to drop 5 pounds off my body in a weekend. The other is a recipe for a 6 minute pecan pie.

If I don’t have cereal on the bus, I’m going to be really upset.

You can’t have it both ways. You can’t tell me that you’re taxed enough already, and that you want constitutional government and then in the next breath say, ‘Bring me home some bacon.’ The pig has been picked clean.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.

Heavenly Father and Mother, make us thankful for all the blessings of this life, and make us ever mindful of the patient hands that oft in weariness spread our tables and prepare our daily food. For humanity’s sake, Amen.

I was trampled to death by a man who believed his luggage would be the first piece off. If he were an experienced traveler, he would know that the first piece of luggage belongs to no one. It’s just a dummy suitcase to give everyone hope.