I’m not good at accepting help.
Home life is a foreign environment for most guys. So it’s natural to show them being idiots at home.
True love, and what it is, and how do you know what it is. Is it just chemistry, or is it years and years of commitment and being together and hanging in there building a history? And how do you find both?
But I think boys ultimately are easier than girls.
Boys wear their hearts on their sleeves. Even when they’re trying to pull one over on you they’re so transparent. Like men.
I don’t remember my mother ever playing with me. And she was a perfectly good mother. But she had to do the laundry and clean the house and do the grocery shopping.
It’s hard enough to work and raise a family when your kids are all healthy and relatively normal, but when you add on some kind of disability or disease, it can just be such a burden.
You kind of think people get sick of you after a while, but apparently not.
We only work four days a week, we only work three weeks out of the month, and we get four months off for the summer. So there’s plenty of time for me to spend with the kids.
Again, I find it difficult to be taken care of and rarely acknowledge it, and every act he does registers, but I also just need to verbally acknowledge him and hug him.
When it comes to accepting emotional support or affection, I’m a little guarded and hardened to that.
And I started as a journalism major at Ohio State, ended up in theater and I love to read.
I’m always dissing Ray and making fun of him, talking about his money.
I was not an easy kid.
I think Raymond is very honest about human relationships.
I just don’t know a couple that’s been married more than three years that doesn’t annoy the heck out of each other every 15 minutes.
I have always believed that when you’re feeling sorry for yourself, the best thing to do is help someone else.
I’ve always been an independent person, but that independence was in the setting of security.
Most of my friends from college became dental hygienists or went into retail, a lot went into sales. They all started getting married and having kids and buying homes and I was still living like a college student.
I spend as much time with my kids as any mom who stays home. I only work during the hours they’re at school, but there is always the sense of trying to catch up with all their stuff and not only organize my work life but also their school lives.
Frankly, most of my friends hold very different political beliefs. It’s just a funny thing in this country that supposedly you can’t sit down and have dinner and enjoy another person’s company if you don’t have the same beliefs. It’s ridiculous.