I'm not upset about my divorce. I'm only upset I'm not a widow.

I hate the word housewife; I don't like the word home-maker either. I want to be called Domestic Goddess.

I know how to do anything - I'm a mom.

Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month that I can be myself.

The world makes you into a bitch, no matter how quietly you go, so you may as well go kicking and screaming.

I figure that if the children are alive when I get home, I've done my job.