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doubt it will be any kind of an intimate relationship. We always will
have some closeness, but I think we have just a marriage of the minds,
the two of us, and he's great to work with ('William
Petersen' ). A bit of yin and yang in that relationship, for sure.
Life
will always be good as long as Madonna
is around. I don't think of her as a guilty pleasure anymore - she's an
outright pleasure
Before
Huey was 5, I could take him to work with me. Now, though, he has sports
and lessons and friends, and it's not fair to remove him from his whole
life.
By
the time May rolls around, I'm probably going to want to spend a month
on an island. But if Steven Spielberg or Steven Soderbergh or any number
of directors were to say 'Hey, there's this role, are you interested?'
I'd be there in a flash.
I
didn't work on the killing floor. I worked in the section where you
break the meat down and package it.
I
just cleared the slate and thought of her as a mother and went from
there.
I
miss his calmness. I sort of went through this chubby phase thinking, 'Eeeeough,
I'm so ugly.' And he would always say, 'You just wait. Your cheekbones
will come in.'
I
opened an account and a relationship.
I
spent three intense years with those people. We still get together, but
it's time to move on and spend time with my baby.
I'll
give the producers a heads-up-'Parent-teacher conference, I need the
afternoon off'-and most of the time they're accommodating.
I'm
Catholic, he's Jewish, and it was just easier to elope.
If
I was working hard, she bled into my personality. I became more cynical.
It's
tough enough trying to work a day shift and figure out the babysitter
situation.
One
of the jobs I had was cutting out the blood clots on a side of beef.
That
got me to L.A. and reintroduced me to my future husband.
There
were a coupla times when I had had it. And when I'm pushed to the limit,
I scream.
We
would love to have other children. It hasn't happened. We haven't been
lucky enough.
When
I think of home. I think of fishing with my dad. We'd go to a sandpit
loaded with bluegill and bullheads.
Women
loved that part 'cause K.C. was just sassy.
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