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Mother's Day No. 2: Janeen

My mom just might be the most fun person I know. Thanks for teaching me to love: reading writing dark chocolate harmonizing making up my own lyrics to popular songs karaoke lawyers partying April Fool's pranks Utah short hair the gospel and for being just all around awesom...

Mother's Day No.1: Dreams

The things they don't tell you about are the dreams.  #1. Milo is accidentally dropped at the top of an escalator. In horror, I watch him tumble down the sharp metal stair structure. Wake up in a panic and go check on him. #2. Milo falls into a bucket of lead-based paint. (How did I know it was lead-based, which has not even been manufactured since 1978? I just did.) Wake up in a panic and go check on him. #3. Milo is flying a tiny, Milo-sized biplane. He is wearing old-timely flight-gear. He crashes into a sand dune a la The English Patient. I run to the crash site. His tiny plane is in flames and he is covered in grease and smoke and debris. He tries to crawl...

Sleep Studies

There's always the same tired joke. During downtime with co-workers, and at dinner parties with would-be friends it's always the same old song - couple sleep habits. She takes all the covers. He snores. She kicks in her sleep. He thrashes about violently. She wants her space. He always wants to cuddle. And so on. Who knows why we end up revealing such intimacies around practical strangers, but for some reason it's just barely within the limits of appropriate table-talk and people feel compelled to tell it how it is. I'm well aware of this trope, but time and time again I've found myself confessing that I totally do weird things in my sleep, like manage to consistently turn...