I think I'm probably much better at the boots and pocket knife thing than I am at the high heels and martini thing.
What I say now is that the way the world underestimates me will be my greatest weapon. People pat me on the head, and I go to myself, oh, and aren't they going to be surprised.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.