Last time I cursed
Two days ago. I never did when my kids [Justin, 28, Rainey, 25, and Margaret, 19] were little, and then I got into a bad habit. I’m working superhard to stop. I try to say “shucks” and “dad-gum” to the best of my ability.
Last time I said ‘sorry’
Oh, all southern women say they’re sorry. You could do almost anything, bump into someone, don’t spread the jam right, you’re always sorry. I’ve had people tell me to stop saying it so much!
Last time I cried
I might have cried a little in New York when I was leaving Margaret last week. I love crying laughter, I much prefer that. But every now and then a good sob is good for the soul.
Last game I played
I play games on-set at work. Sometimes I can’t remember people’s names, so I start throwing out clues. Like if I can’t think of George Clooney, I’ll say, “You know, drop-dead gorgeous, was on a big TV show …” Until someone says his name, I can’t finish my story!
Last thing I lost
I hate losing things. My son and I just went walking here in Montana, and I lost our bear spray, but then we went back and found it. I hate losing things, but I love finding them. We haven’t needed the spray yet, but I’m prepared!