Eliana Osborn

Now that I’m a mother, I’m much more sympathetic to a woman who just couldn’t take it anymore. Not saying I’d leave my kids in a parking lot and hope for the best . . . just saying that I can understand the impulse.

A haircut is a whole lot cheaper than therapy or tattoos or a round-the-world plane ticket.

They were horrible.

I wanted to write a book last summer. Then I realized what a terrible goal that was and modified accordingly.

Being a person of faith isn’t cool. It is very personal to me and not something I like to talk about a lot, which goes counter to the whole idea of ‘sharing the good news of the gospel.’

The other magical thing about living in 2015 is the Internet. You can get great training in all kinds of fields while sitting in your underwear at home.

My main reason for doing reading testing, enduring a bus ride to a field trip about weapons engineering, and other thrills? Stalking.

I’ve developed a fast and furious passion for the new Daily Show host, Trevor Noah.

I cried every single day of my life until I was 18 years old. I did not know this was abnormal.

We take weekend turns. He does vacations and summers. Literally. He takes them away. It is great.