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Retrospective

2:15 on a Saturday found me in the process of rounding a very sharp curve at around 70 mph, but that's ok because it was an "officially sanctioned" thing and I was in the passenger seat. I was thrilled, slightly scared, but none the worse for wear. Conan saw me afterwards and asked "How was it?" I didn't answer, grinned from ear to ear, and asked, "Where do I sign up?"

At one point, the car topped over 100 mph, and I only knew this because I glanced at the speedometer very surreptitiously.

Have I ever told you how much I love my mom? I love her because she is not afraid to try new things. She doesn't care if it's outside of her comfort zone. She will play soccer with His Honor, sit at a table and put parallelogram pieces together, play a steel drum, drink a new flavor of beer, almost whatever. When you grow up half a world away in a very poor country and honest-to-Betsy walked to school in your bare feet, not a whole lot seems to faze you. I love her stories and her strength and her pointed criticism (although with the latter, I don't love it well until after it has been dispensed). I wish everyone had a mum like mine.