When I moved to New York I fell head over heels back into country music and probably 'cause I missed something about Texas.

It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops and barred windows and deserted avenues.

Sometimes it's so weird just to do an interview. This morning I was back in my parents' house with my brother and we went for a jog together then had breakfast as a family. And a couple of hours later I'm wearing high heels and a dress and makeup and talking about my job.

I think it would be a lot easier if I said 'I feel like a dude ' but I was raised by a southern mom so I know how to put on lipstick and walk in heels and rock that look. It's exactly that juxtaposition that confuses people.

I think if I could be any superhero it'd probably be my mom... but I don't think I'd look too good in high heels so it's not gonna happen.

I couldn't wait until I grew up. I used to look at my mom's stockings and put them on with her high heels and mess with my hair.

I'm a soccer mom. I'm T-ball soccer karate homework keeping them on their schedules. I love being the snack mom when I get to bring the cut oranges. I have one of those coolers with wheels. I'm at every game every practice sitting on my blanket. I love it.

If you own a home with wheels on it and several cars without you just might be a redneck.

Everyone chases after happiness not noticing that happiness is right at their heels.

I'd like to get four people who do cart wheels very good and make a cart.