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I called my mom on the way to work this morning to make sure she read my last blog post about conversations with a 7 year-old.  She said that she had already seen it because she checks my web site every morning to see if I posted anything.

That means Mom has read a whole lot of geek stuff, concert information, and music reviews that she probably didn’t care about.  I figured that deserves a little shout out from the blog, so here are a few things about my mom you may not know:

• She ate a whole medium pizza the night before I was born.  We believe this explains my fondness of pizza.
• She worked many, many hours to help support the family so that my dad could get all the way through college.  He did the undergrad and the Masters thing, so you know that was a lot of hours.
• She has a scar on her elbow that is from where I accidentally tripped her in a parking lot many years ago.  (I was trying to help her carry something heavy, but apparently I wasn’t helping.)
• She is weeks away from receiving her 3rd car courtesy of Mary Kay, and she hasn’t had a car payment in 5 (maybe 6) years.
• She was awoken in the middle of the night by shouts of joy from Dad and me on October 14, 1992 (1992 NLCS Game 7, the night Sid Bream came home) and didn’t even get mad.
• She once killed a snake with a baseball bat.  Yes, really.
• She brought me into this world, and she can take me back out.