Women loved that part 'cause K.C. was just sassy.
I'm Catholic, he's Jewish, and it was just easier to elope.
That got me to L.A. and reintroduced me to my future husband.
One of the jobs I had was cutting out the blood clots on a side of beef.
If I was working hard, she bled into my personality. I became more cynical.
I just cleared the slate and thought of her as a mother and went from there.
We would love to have other children. It hasn't happened. We haven't been lucky enough.
There were a coupla times when I had had it. And when I'm pushed to the limit, I scream.
I didn't work on the killing floor. I worked in the section where you break the meat down and package it.
Before Huey was 5, I could take him to work with me. Now, though, he has sports and lessons and friends, and it's not fair to remove him from his whole life.