I go to Australia probably once every two years. It's wide-open spaces there, so I just rent a motorcycle and ride out to the middle of the continent. For hours, you don't see anybody.

You see, I don't know how to ride a motorcycle, actually.

Australia is the most isolated continent.

Once I was gone for a month and I was just miserable, so I flew back from Florida for two hours just to be home and see my cats.

I was very fortunate to have some great mentors. A father that was always in my life set the example every day at home. Everybody asks me, 'What was your role model?' My role model slept 20 feet from me every night. I could always go talk to him and ask him questions no matter what it was about.

Note to self: Never ride a motorcycle in stilettos and a miniskirt.