I'm a karmic girl; I believe in karma.
From the moment my dad died, from the moment I found out there was the possibility of his dying, there were many surprises - years after, minutes after. The moments I was okay were as surprising as the ones that I wasn't. Making it through the eulogy without losing it. And then the guilt I felt about it. Surprise!
For me, I am a really tall woman, and I am really tall in heels, and I feel bigger, and I like being bigger. I think I was a king in a past life.
God, I love daydreaming out plane windows.
I can do one 'Breaking Bad' in a night, or one 'Game of Thrones.' But 'House of Cards,' I can really do three in a night. I get sucked in.
When I was a kid, I was fat, and I was teased mercilessly. But once I grew up and got out of my unhealthy relationship with food, for the most part I've had a very healthy view. If I ever find myself getting worried about how I'll look on the red carpet, I'll take a step back and look at what's really going on inside.
My daughter loves to be surprised. And she loves to surprise me. She loves to create games where either one or both of us are surprised, or go away, and then come back. And she loves to play them over and over, and over again. The combo is familiar. Go away. Come back. Surprise! She is only two. I better get used to this.