I married my first husband for love, my second husband for adventure, and my third husband for laffs.

Documenting little details of your everyday life becomes a celebration of who you are.

Why you’ll never see a woman with a bomb in her shoe: we have too much respect for shoes.

Don’t know where to begin writing? Just throw up on paper.

If you hear a different drummer, don’t march—dance!

There’s never enough time for all the naps you want.