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In December, I needed to get a little heart operation. All good. But what’s not good is that I haven’t been able to work out, which is a big part of my life. I’m just a nicer person when I let off some steam in a spin or yoga class.

I can’t stand when people are mad at me. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not above apologizing when I know I’ve done or said something wrong. I’m also not above apologizing, even when I haven't done something wrong and the other person believes I have.

I get panic attacks at the thought of public speaking. But I have two new books out so the show must go on. Seven tips for stage fright.

One of the things I hate most about winter (aside from snow, the cold, snow, the cold, snow and you get the picture) is the fact that my lips are constantly dry. And by constantly I mean practically every minute of the day.

I remember staying at the Four Seasons in Maui with my ex-fiancé on vacation. We were lounging by the pool and next to us were newlyweds from New York. The New York new husband kept saying, “I can’t wait to get back into the game,”