The thrill of freedom never wanes.

When my muse went AWOL, a thrilling whodunnit rescued me.

Sometimes I have to be reminded of who’s in charge.

Even dogs without a pedigree enjoy sitting in the lap of luxury.

To understand someone better, you often need to learn about their past.

Most days were beautiful days in the neighborhood.

It’s God’s prerogative to change my mind.

Everybody’s looking for something. I’m looking for the world as it should be.

It’s a wonderful thing to enjoy the fruits of your labor.

Most of my friends wear capes.

Sometimes, lovable farm swine have two feet, and go by the nickname “brother.”

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.

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