I work out every day. It's part of my life. That's one of the benefits of having kids in school full-time.

I read that book How to Hug a Porcupine [by Julie Ross] - it's my parenting bible. They say you have to trust your children and give them freedom. I say, OK, but this is New York City!

Woo-hoo! I'm 40. I can say that now.

I work out with a trainer, Anna Kaiser, three days a week.

I don't have the best family history heart-wise, so I really try to keep my heart strong.

If I feel any sort of emotional upheaval, I go for a jog and I feel better.

Having been a cheerleader, I know all too well what these girls give up to join forces and compete.

I'll quit tanning when the satchel handle grows out of my back.

I feel like my mind is a little quieter when I exercise.

When I'm at work, I'm remembering what I forgot to do for the kids, and when I'm with the kids, I'm remembering what I forgot to do at work.

If you're a waiter and you're waiting on me, you might get five percent, you might get seventy percent. It depends on how bad my math skills are that day.

I had a picture-perfect childhood.

It makes my makeup artist's life easier. [Plus] it makes my eyes look a little more open on TV, which is where I happen to work right now.

I get paid to make out with the hunks!

I think I have a disease called spontaneous disclosure. I need to tell everyone my life story instantaneously.

Women's clutches are too small. I open my purse, and with some hydraulic force, a tampon shoots 12 feet into the air.

I always remind my kids, "I'm your parent, but I'm a human being, too, so I may not be perfect."

I'm not a prettier everywoman. I am an everywoman that they clean up awfully well for T.V.

My job affords me the luxury of having help. I don't feel exhausted, I feel lucky.