When they ask for your occupation, I can't imagine there would be a little box to check describing my job.

There's only been two times in our 28 years that we haven't worked together: when I was pregnant and in bed with our second child for four months and when David was recovering from kidney cancer. I didn't enjoy it nearly as much as when he was there.

It's nice to check that box.

I ask that we try to imagine what it must be like on the battlefield, so we may be a little slower to condemn and a lot quicker to understand what I believe is the best fighting force in the world.

During job interviews, when they ask: 'What is your worst quality?', I always say: 'Flatulence'. That way I get my own office.

It's all kind of a big illusion: the white picket fence and the perfect marriage and the kids. Check that box off, check that box off, and move forward.