I have PTSD from all the reporters coming in over the years.

Some of the things I have done... of course I'm ashamed of in the past... was just to put food on the table and just take care of my family.

My calling was to be a mom.

If you set a goal, you can achieve anything.

And now when we hear that Iran and Iraq plan to cooperate more closely and that a fundamentalist is coming to power in Tehran - a man about whom we cannot be sure that he is absolutely averse to terrorism - it is very worrisome.

Growing up, I loved looking at the photos in my mother's old Betty Crocker cookbook: the chocolate cakes, the cookie house, even the cheese balls and fondues.

It took me coming to the Midwest to realize I was the jerk. People are so nice here. They're so grounded.

I don't want to be overly dramatic, but Iraq and Syria are gone, and they aren't coming back, at least not as centralized states.