I believe in sharing recipes.
I believe my girl-child is a reincarnated old wise woman.
I believe the restorative and transformative power of good smells is completely underrated.
I believe a sense of humor can get you through just about anything.
I believe in making time for girlfriends.
I believe the universe is still exacting a karmic toll for $31 I found in some old jeans last weekend.
I believe I spend too much time worrying and not enough time enjoying.
I believe George Clooney is secretly gay.
I believe nothing tastes better than a ripe peach.
I believe I should have put curtains up in my bathroom windows sooner.
I believe Blackberries and Facebook are the psychlogical equivalents of junk food.
I believe my husband is the perfect counterpart to my crazy.
I believe a pinch of salt makes almost anything taste better.