The good Lord has seen fit to bless me with two children. 7 years and 51 weeks apart. Why did Tim and I think that an 8 year difference would be good? Even more, why did God think it would be funny to have them a week apart?
I'm a nerdy Mom, recent grandmother, PMP, aspiring writer, amateur photographer, food devourer, wanderer, content editrix, social media maven, Research Goddess and all around general help. My main gift is translating tech into English. Android enthusiast and Browncoat extraordinaire. I write about my passions and interests and occasionally spit out a core dump related to my anxiety and depression.