Kristin, my best friend and sister, has borne the brunt of my worry and insecurity and shared my excitement and joy. Kris and Mark have been a part of this project from the start, and Miles' love of playing, reading, cuddling, and being a goofball helped "Aunt Lizzie" be silly when it was really needed (I really hope that feminist theory I read to you when you were an infant sticks with you). Thanks, Mom, Dad, Kris, Mark, Miles, Maggie, and Gus. I'm so lucky you're my family. I love you all. You're the best. My friends from Wartburg, UMass, and Junior League of Cedar Rapids have kept me "normal" over the last seven years. Graham, Jen, and the animals have been constants, offering food, support, encouragement, and trips to Wisconsin. Steph is a supremely talented editor (thank you!). Suzanne listened to her share of freak-outs, always saying the right thing. My Wartburg friends, especially the Comm Arts boys, tried hard to help me remember to eat every day. Maria picked up my VP of Communications slack in League, made me laugh and think, and paid for many more bottles of wine than she should have. I could never individually thank each of my friends across the country who helped, so please know everything you did was appreciated. Thank you so much, my friends. I'm proud to know you, and I owe you many cupcakes. My grandparents never went to college, but made it a priority for their kids and for my sister and me. When I graduated from Wartburg in 1997, I thought I'd spend my career working in athletic communications; never in a million years did I dream I would earn a Ph.D. A lifetime of teachers, professors, co-workers, and bosses-Grant, Liz,
