... the woman is clearly insane. :) OK, maybe not insane, but I think all of this lung transplant stuff she's going through is starting to affect her mind.
This is a "mostly accurate, though not exactly verbatim" conversation we had last night as I drove her home:
Me: Well we could ask Dawn M. to help out.
Mom: Who?
Me: Dawn M. Our old neighbor. It doesn't matter, I was joking anyhow.
Mom: Who?
Me: The lady that lived across the street from us when I was in high shool. She had a little girl and a husband who died not too long after dad.
Mom: Oh, I thought you said "Don", and I was wondering who Don is, because I don't know a Don.
Me: Um, yeah, I said "Dawn".
Mom: Right, but I don't know a Don. I thought you were talking about a man, because you said it like D-O-N, but you said "Dawn" like D-A-W-N.
Me: But... they're phonetically identical. I've never heard anyone pronounce them differently. They sound exactly the same.
Mom: No they're not. They sound totally different. One is "Dawn", and the other is "Don".
Me: Are you messing with me?
Mom: No. They sound nothing alike.
Me: OK, well we have to stop this conversation, because I don't speak "Crazy".
Mom: Don't be an asshole.
Me: Ha-ha!
Yes, she was completely serious. She started trying to emphasize the "w" in "Dawn", and that's just silly. I've never ever heard anyone do that before.
And yes, that is a picture of me, my mom, and my dad circa 1977 in Long Beach, California. See why I'm "halfbrown"? :)