I grew up in the suburbs north of Atlanta. I had an amazing childhood, and I still go back to my home in Atlanta often.
Go fuck yourself Judge." "Motion denied." answers the judge dryly.
I'm going to kick you in the head when I get home. Repeatedly.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
Believe it or not, my best meal is to go to the store and buy a DiGiorno pizza, come home, add some fresh Parmesan cheese, and just hang with my family!
Go far from home and yo will have a long way back.
An almost forgotten means of economic self-reliance is the home production of food. We are too accustomed to going to stores and purchasing what we need.
If you think of the ice caps as the fridge of our planet, if your fridge at home died, the food you eat would go rotten, and you'd starve.
They pick all of us out, and then they decide, they computerize, decide if they like it or don't like it, and then they go home, and then they come back again because they're not sure what they saw.
I wish I had some interesting stories about living in L.A., but mostly I just do my work and then go home.
I was stuck at home in bed with me and got more and more involved with the Internet. I used it to keep in contact with friends and to make sure I was up to date with everything that was going on in the world.
I'm home a lot. Because I live in Ireland, we can live under the celebrity radar. I might go missing for a whole year.
I do try to go home as much as possible after each show. I've got my own plane. I'm very fortunate.
Running is my prophylactic stress relief for the day. Or the segue so that I can go home and be with my husband in a kind of clearheaded way.
They called to tell me that I was going to be returning to RAW. I left immediately to run home and tell Jackie. She said, I have some news for you-I'm expecting.
I get as much sleep as possible. When I get home, I have just enough energy to lay out my clothes and go to bed.
I've got no idea when I am going to retire. Whenever they pick me up and take me to the funeral home, I guess.
I always love going back to Los Angeles, because it was my home for 24 years, and I have many friends there.
I love home. I'll stay up there for days on end, I won't even go down the driveway to look for the mail.
I grew up in a home and in a world in which you can do anything. We were all expected to go to college. My father was a doctor.
I was blessed to grow up in really interesting times and to go back to a home where I was very safe.
