Luckily for me I have a very supportive family and a loving group of friends.
I have my own definitions of success. And I have my own definitions of country music that, luckily, I share with more people than I realized before.
The first time I got pregnant, I was a young girl - I was 17 years old. Although I knew right away that I wanted to keep my child, being a pregnant teen was an extremely scary experience for me. Luckily, my family and friends were very supportive and were there for me every step of the way.
I was married at 20 and had a baby by 21. I had to grow up fast. Luckily there were people who believed in me and there were always jobs when I needed one.
I've rewritten other films and watched my writing be mutilated, but luckily, it's been mutilated anonymously.
Music is my favorite thing in the world. I grew up completely around it and I think it's one of the most important things to me, but at this point I can't see myself doing that professionally. Luckily, for the most part, I don't feel pressured.
Luckily for me, people don't scream at me that much in my everyday life.
The 1990s, in New York at least, were all about who could have the baggiest pants, and I definitely got swept up in that fad. Luckily, it didn't last long - but I've made sure that my pants fit ever since.
I knew I was dog meat. Luckily, I'm the high-priced dog meat that everybody wants. I'm the good-quality dog meat. I'm the Alpo of the NBA.
I'm not going to lie. I am a psycho. Luckily, I get most of it out on stage.
Luckily, I have my husband, who is Mr. Organized. Because I don't have that part of Martha Stewart in my body.
I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.
