A day in the life….day 4 AND 5

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on November 2, 2009

Ok so I slacked yesterday a bit. We had a huge cookout here for our families and I was so busy from the time I opened my eyes last night until I closed them.  So heres a post to make up for it.

The moon on Halloween night

The moon on Halloween night

The first is from Halloween night. It isn’t a great one because I am not a night sky photographer. I don’t get the best ones at night because I don’t have a tripod or a steady hand. The moon was awesome for Halloween. Clouds moving by fast in a thin layer and it was bright and full.

This is some of the remnants of our cookout..the day after

This is some of the remnants of our cookout..the day after

The remains of the cookout yesterday…some of them at least. This morning I hopped up with a lot of energy and cleaned up the mess that was left behind and gathered all the dry goods on the table for later. What you can’t see is the table full of sodas and the fridge I can’t stuff anything else into because of all the leftovers.

A day in the life…day 3

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on October 31, 2009

Ok so I kind of ran over the time…it is actually day 4 but its been a mad house here.

This is a bad picture, taken with my Iphone of the candy I had to give out for trick-or-treaters! Better one tomorrow but I didn’t want to flake out on day 3!

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Tomorrow we are having our first cookout in NC at our new home. We’ve never been able to throw one for the family so we decided to start now. Somewhere, in my brilliant planning, I decided to make cupcakes and play Martha Stewart. Boy, its almost 2am and I’m still baking.

A day in the life…day 2

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on October 30, 2009

So far the pictures aren’t great but they are a reflection of my day. Today…my mums. Why you ask? Well, I’ll make a whole nother blog post about that but this mum is one of four on my porch…helps decorate it a bit. The picture is the damage done to my $20 mum by a child not watched by their mother.

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A day in the life…

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on October 29, 2009

For 365 days I hope to complete a goal I have made for myself. A picture a day. A day in the life of a klutz and the nerd.I never know what will pop up but I hope this will encourage me to have my camera at the ready and snap something fun each day.

Here’s your glimpse into day 1

My work area and Iphone

My work area and Iphone

And now we resume our regularly scheduled programming…already in progress

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on October 28, 2009

color+barsI thought I knew where to begin after my extended absence from my blog. I started this blog in hopes of getting some thoughts out and having a place to let off steam from time to time and here I go neglecting it for so long. I hope soon to be able to feel the inspiration to blog…at least every other day. We shall see. I’d also like to figure out how to bring in some more traffic. My wonderful friends read it and for that I am thankful :)

Where to begin is really the question at hand here. Most everyone that I know reads this knows what life has been like for the last few months, for any new readers I will get a condensed version. (As condensed as I ever get that is).

Over the last few months, life has seriously changed. I posted minor details in a post below somewhere but basically, The Nerd got out of the military and accepted a job in our hometown of Fayetteville, North Carolina. We drove 2200 miles from Arizona to North Carolina and began our journey in settling down again.  The trip was actually fairly fun and we stopped at a few places along the way like The Oklahoma City Memorial and were even welcomed into some friend’s home that we were “meeting” for the first time outside of the internet. It was definitely a road trip to remember.

After a month or so of being here we found a new home. For now, we are renting with plans to buy in the next year or so when we find just the “right” fit.

I am slowly unpacking, decorating and buying to fill up the new place…keyword being slowly. We have a formal dining room now even…that was difficult. I’m not even sure what to do with a “formal” dining room, so it has become a new place to have to decorate and the table ends up still as the catch-all. Go shopping? The bags land on the table or floor and there they stay until the time is taken to actually do something with it.

Speaking of shopping…I never knew that “settling” cost so much money. I guess we’ve always just gotten by with what we had because we always had different houses and never knew what would fit. Moving everything constantly and finding the heartbreaking evidence of something cherished shattered into a million pieces doesn’t give you the want to go buy something nice and later have it ruined.

Anyway, I’m rambling as I tend to do all too often. That is the gist of what has happened the last few months. I’ll get some pictures up by the end of the week of how the new house looks once it is all clean and ready to go. We are having a sort of house warming party this weekend so by Sat night I hope to have it in tip top shape finally.

In other news, The Nerd and I got new computers so I am hoping to be able to do more with this one. I need to get my other one hooked up and ready so I can transfer some pictures over and get my music collection. Before we left Arizona, we had downloaded approximately 4,000 songs and I got more into a music mood so I need to continue that. Any good new music out there? We got XM/Sirius when we got here and I keep up on the top hits right now mostly and occasionally I will find a good one that is obscure.

Like, did you know Seether had recently rerecorded George Michael’s Careless Whisper?

Well, that’s my update post. I hope to be able to get back into this and blog about the daily happenings in NC and in the life of a Klutzy Shutterbug. I hope to also be able to dust off my camera and start a photo a day for 365 days too. I have lofty goals.

The Nude Nerd isn’t the only nerd in da house

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on June 14, 2009

skylar2So, the nerd is a big nerd. It isn’t a put down, it is the truth and its OK. I love him for it and he is OK with the way he is.

However, don’t let that fool you…since marrying him, I have been turned into quite the nerd myself.

One of those “nerdy” ways is the MMOs I play with him. Our very first MMO (Massively Multiplayer online game) was Ultima Online and this was my “introduction to roleplaying.

Now, when most people hear “roleplaying” their mind immediately drifts to bedroom games. I was a little shocked when my husband first suggested it only to find out it was playing a character in this alternate reality world online.

Over time it came quite naturally to me and I created a persona for a character named Skylar. Later, I was named Skylar Elderan in a roleplay sense…since I married the nerd’s character, Kain Elderan, in game. And when I say married, I mean seriously…rings exchanged, vows said married. In game. About a year after our real life vows.

Over time, a lot of people have picked on both of us for our involvement in these online games. One family member once commented on the addiction side of things and how ’stupid’ he thought “wasting away our days” was for this game. For us, however, playing this game has opened up a creative side and opened up the chance to make friends from all around the globe. I figure, the nerd and I could be out spending money or wasting away in front of the TV, but we have found a hobby that we both enjoy and do together. Different strokes as the saying goes…

My creative side really came out when I started trying to roleplay and over time, I have produced some storylines and almost novel length posts about my character that have turned out pretty good. The nerd has been at this longer and read a lot of fantasy novels so his writing is quite a bit better than mine tends to be, but at times I have surprised myself.

Recently we stopped playing our last MMO, World of Warcraft and I had sworn off MMOs for awhile. However, the nerd came home from work the other day with that “look”.

Allow me to explain…the look. He comes home with a lightbulb over his head and a smile on his face. For most people this look would mean a new purchase or bringing home a new puppy. For us, “that look” is starting a new MMO. Well, this time it wasn’t exactly “starting a new” MMO, it was reactivating an old one. Ultima Online was on the menu this time. Over the years, throughout all the MMOs we’ve tried (UO, World of Warcraft, Final Fantasy XII online, Everquest, City of Heroes), Ultima has been the one we’ve always gone back to…each time wondering why we left the last time.

Ultima, by now-a-days MMO standards is a bit “antiquated”. The interface is completely different than most and the look is a bit “simple.” However, the interaction and roleplaying is unsurpassed by many other games that came after it.

Earlier in the week we reactivated our 42 month old accounts and tried to start learning what 4 years and a few expansions have done to the game. I won’t mention the fact that the nerd has also managed to pull in a few friends that used to play with us as well. He tends to have that affect on people.

Besides the actual game play as far as skill and items…the roleplay is coming back to me and I am enjoying it. I’ve run into a few old faces we used to play with and been reminded of some old friends we have lost contact with. (That is a whole different post on trying to find people you haven’t talked to in 4+ years) We have been in game and had a chance to “revive” our old characters and start getting creative again.

The point of this whole entry is to share the first story I’ve written for our return to the community. The basic concept to the story is that Skylar (my character) and Kain (the nerd’s character) have returned to Sosaria (the land that Ultima Online takes place in) and are settling back in to their “old” lives after being away. Skylar is ill with an unknown ailment and their leaving was to try and heal her in a different environment. Dayn is their son (another character of the nerds) and Isabella (my/his crafting character) is the “lady in waiting” in a sense for the Elderan House.

Here is my first entry:

Skylar rose weakly from the chair that had become worn and comfy. Looking towards her husband, she spoke quietly. “M’love, I think it is time for our return to Sosaria, things have not been well here for some time and this climate and change of scenery has not improved my condition as we would have thought. I see it in your eyes daily…you long for the friends and the familiar site of Yew trees… these lands have become stressful and lonely for us. Taking you away from Sosaria was probably the worst we could have done… and all for the hope of treatment.”

Kain looked deep in thought and Skylar wondered if his mind had wandered away again until he spoke. “A return to Sosaria…” Kain said with much deliberation in his voice, “returning would be uprooting life again, settling, learning the new ways that have reached Sosaria in our absence, but mostly it would mean a long journey and in your condition…”

Skylar put her hands on her hip and stared Kain directly in his deep brown eyes. “I know you worry, I love that you worry so much about me…but I do think it could help me as well. This place hasn’t helped, I feel honestly that I have gotten worse by being in strange surroundings and people. A trip to our true home would be good for us. Dayn will be the hardest to convince but wherever there are hunting lands and taverns, he will be happy I suppose.” After speaking her son’s name, Skylar paused for a long moment thinking about the son that she birthed and raised that has since all but disappeared. She thought about the smile of her young son…replaced by the grimace every time she mentioned his safety while hunting or visiting his parents. Smiling to herself she thought about the young boy Kain used to be and how much Dayn reminded her of that headstrong boy that knew no fear…

“Yes, m’love he will be hard to convince, but we’ll just remind him it is a new adventure!” Kain’s voice startled Skylar who had become caught up in her memories. This seemed to be happening a lot, which convinced her Sosaria was the place to settle down in…for good.

“Darling, we will need to inform Isabella. We are the only family the young lady has ever known and our return to Sosaria will probably brighten her day some. She hasn’t seemed very happy with our new home.” Skylar’s mind wandered back to the day that she and Kain had stumbled upon Isabella. She was wearing tattered clothes on her own back, but selling wonderfully crafted items to the locals in Britain. That day, Kain had brought Isabella home and the Elderan’s had fed her and supplied her with a steady satchel of gold for her services. The precocious child had taken Skylar back to the nurturing instinct from the days of raising Dayn and the wonderful dresses she was supplied in kept their chests overflowing.
Skylar packed lightly as her worldly possessions here would not be much good in the lands of Sosaria. Her wardrobe, as always, was packed neatly and she dressed in a red dress and matching hat for the journey. Kain was beside her packing as well, most of his clothes, still the color of Yew green, reminded her of their days living and working within the quaint town.

Once they were packed, they stood in the doorway of the small cabin that had become their home in recent years and turned away into the night. The journey would consist of visiting a powerful wizard who could open a portal to the border of Sosaria as Kain’s magic had not worked since crossing over into these new lands. Dayn and Isabella would join later…after they told their friends goodbye and gathered their belongings. Dayn had agreed that the trip was just the ‘new’ adventure he needed and traveling with only Isabella was the bargaining chip needed to finally get him to agree. Skylar smiled to herself when she thought of Dayn feeling as if he were Isabella’s protector all these years. She had never been able to give Dayn a sibling so he had began to think of Isabella as the little sister he needed to protect. She loved that about him. His caring heart and need to protect everyone he loved. Albeit he was completely stubborn like his father, she felt that she and Kain had raised a decent young man.

Stepping through the massive portal to Sosaria, Skylar breathed in a sigh of relief. Already, the feeling of home was overwhelming and the smell of the Yew trees was a welcome change from the stench of their last home.

Kain and Skylar rode through the woods to find Empath Abby. The familiar landscape seemed unchanged and their sense of direction was still intact, thankfully. Opening the doors to the abby, the memories flooded Skylar emotions and tears filled her eyes. Kain, worried that the trip was too much for Skylar, looked concerned. “M’love, are you OK?” he asked. “Yes, dear just happy to be…home again.”

As they walked down the hall, Kain readied his gold for the innkeeper and secured a room for the evening. “M’love, this is going to have to do for tonight, you need to rest and we will have to seek out a new home. I am going to run these packhorses to the stables and come right back. Please settle in and rest…you need it.” He hugged her tightly and threw back the blankets on the bed. “Climb in and I will return shortly.”
Remembering very little after climbing into bed, Skylar awoke with the sun and looked over at the empty space beside her. “Where is he at this hour,” she wondered. Just as she could get her thoughts straight the door opened and Kain came in with a plate full of fruit and bread. Skylar smiled to her husband and sat up, knowing that protesting to breakfast would be wasted oxygen.

“M’love, after a full night’s sleep it is safe to say I am OK for now. We should venture out today and see what and who we can find. I am anxious to find some old friends…and we should probably make arrangements for seeing about a house before Dayn and Isabella arrive,” Skylar commented between mouthfuls.

After eating an ‘appropriate’ amount, Skylar jumped out of bed feeling more renewed than she had in a long time. Even the fruit was sweeter and the beds softer here she thought to herself.

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How life changes in a week

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on June 14, 2009

Well, life is different and in so many directions lately I don’t even know where to start.

In the last week the nerd took a trip to our hometown in North Carolina for a short 24 hour stay to interview for a job. During that time, I was sitting at our house here in Arizona anxiously awaiting news from him and the US Military Medical Review Board.

The nerd got to have dinner with my parents and his before his interview the next day…at our favorite place in the whole wide world, MiCasita. I was extraordinarily jealous!

On Tuesday morning he had his interview with a contractor on Ft Bragg and got ready to fly home, where the true adventure would begin. On Wednesday morning we got the phone call that his medical board proceedings were over and he was found “unfit for duty at 10% ‘disability’”. This opened our lives up to a whole round of changes to come.

On Thursday morning the company he interviewed with called for a “2nd” interview over the phone and by the afternoon they called to say he had the job! I am so proud of my nerd!  We will be moving back home to where most of our family is and settling down finally. While the Army has been a great adventure and I am sad to leave it behind, I am certain the new adventure we are heading towards will be even better. After almost 10 years away from home, it is nice to know that I can watch my cousin’s children grow up and get to know my family “again”.

Right now we simply wait on the Army to send down orders. I really hope to be started with our moving process by mid-late July. For now, that is about it. I’ve been “dry” on the blogging front because I can’t seem to stay awake long enough at times to form coherent thoughts. My sleep has been precious lately and the only time I seen to not want to sleep is when I should be!

No use cryin’ over spilled lime-aid

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on June 2, 2009

spilled-limeaid-006So a little something you should know about me. I’m an addict. I need a 12-step program. For what, you may ask? Well it depends on the week.

This week, it is cranberry lime-aid with lots of extra lime juice and lays potato chips dipped in wing sauce (teriyaki) from Fry’s/Kroger. The nerd thinks I’m crazy but loves me anyway and knows to expect my new “weird craving of the week”. I’ve been asked about 100 times if I was pregnant. OK people, allow me to explain something…you do not have to be pregnant to crave a wendy’s frosty and fries nor do I have to be pregnant to like my lays dipped in teriyaki sauce!

Anyway, back to the cryin’ part. Sonic isn’t that far away ( I mean, to be honest, nothing in this town is), but it is down a 4 lane main street where people choose to ignore the use of turn signals, slam on breaks to get into the turning lane and overall just piss me off. (I’ve become increasingly aware of Sierra Vista’s need to piss me…specifically off) So, when I do need to go to Sonic, I usually pair it with something else I need to do. Last night, I had to go to target (like the use of the word HAD in the “go to target” useage and the word NEED in reference to sonic??) and on my way home I stopped and “stocked up” on lime-aid. Cranberry lime-aid to be exact. By stocked up, I mean buying one to drink right away and another sans ice to drink later. My tastebuds tingled as I got up and prepared to fix a cup for my breakfast. I did…I got one little juice cup out of the way. Next time I went to pour, my personal klutz monster reared her ugly head. If you have ever seen a Route 44 Sonic cup….you know how much liquad it holds. (Well 44 oz if the name is literal) Well, imagine the bottom of your fridge covered in that. Welcome to my world.

I poured one last delightful cup of mouther wateringly good cranberry lime-aid and put the huge styrofoam cup back on the bottom shelf. Along the way a case of classic butterfingers (and the inability to actually get a plastic lid on a huge styrofoam cup) and there is now red, sticky liquad running through the bottom half of my fridge. /sigh

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Bitch alert!

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on May 29, 2009

bitchalert1Have you ever just had one of those days?

It is actually really odd for me lately…things have been going OK I suppose and I haven’t been on any of my normal hormone injections or pills. (Those are usually my excuse for going absolutely pleaseputmeinthementalwardkthx)

I woke up this morning with just an absolute feeling of “bitchy”. I could have used a good verbal sparring with someone and unfortunately the only one handy was….the nerd. I really do feel sorry for him sometimes for putting up with my lunatic antics.

I don’t deal with stress well (ok that the understatement of the century) and right now life is kinda stressful. You see, the nerd is going through a medical board with the military. After 13 years, his body has been put through the ringer and first major thing to go was his hip. Of course it couldn’t have been a bum knee (which I assure you wouldn’t be fun but this hip thing is killer)…his hip has to go. At the ripe age of 30, he is facing early onset osteoarthritis and possible hip replacement. (And trust me, the jokes about that have been plentiful though…not from me /looks innocent)

At first, this medical board thing wasn’t appealing to me. It meant giving up the life we’ve known for 10 years and starting from “scratch” like newlyweds. Moving to a new place, finding a house, saving money and all the joys that come with “starting your life”. With the army we kind of had life figured out and handed to us but never realized how much we were taking it for granted. Get married? Move into a house. Moving? We’ll do it all!

After a bit of talking and a job opportunity that kind of fell into his lap; the idea of things changing didn’t scare me as much. The job is back home (some place I didn’t think I would want to move back to after being gone this long but now it really sounds exciting) and pays rather well considering what he makes now. We began to plan our lives…as civilians. The word rolled off our tongues like butter and the thought of finally going home was enough to make us act like kids at christmas.

Myth buster time: The military is great with benefits and such but the pay is not as enticing as it sounds to outsiders. Sorry, that may seem crass but it isn’t. At 13 years loyalty, job relocation at their whim, upper management training and positions, 12+ months in the desert every other year or so,  he clears a whopping 44k/year. Granted, this doesn’t include our medical and housing…but considering we’re living in 900sq ft of house encompassed with cement walls, it doesn’t add much value.

Anyway, back to the subject at hand. This MEB is causing so much undue stress…all in thanks to lazy ass leadership and unwillingness to actually do their jobs. the Nerd has a job interview soon in which they are flying him to our hometown for an overnight stay in order to do a face to face meeting. This sounds great and promising until we receive the first answer from the panel of physical evaluation board members sitting on their rumps and deciding my husband’s health based on a packet of paper. Fit for Duty. The words that send us spinning at the beginning of the week.

Of course, we’re appealing the answer based on the fact that his commander is a lazyfuckerwhositsonhisassbutclaimstobetoobusy busy guy and couldn’t be bothered didn’t have the time to get a proper statement out for his board to review. Oh and boy we got a better one finally! However, a trained chimp could have done a better job at actually typing words. The gist is great. We have a feeling that once it is tweaked, the statement will cause the board to reverse their intial decision. But the great fun I’ll have reading a Major’s handy work to others for a good laugh over a glass of pinot, which I will very much need this weekend as I wait for Monday to come around since “too busy” was the answer that greeted us at 3:30pm when we were trying to meet a deadline of 4:30pm to get this ball rolling again. (OK so yes, I am aware of the longestrunonsentenceinthehistoryofblogging was made in this last paragraph. Deal with it :D )

So far, I’ve done well with this stress. I’m a stress ball over the littlest things in life, but sometimes I control it. Today…apparently it jumped up and bit me in the ass. Thus the bitch-o-rama fest that has been my day. These are the days that I was talking about in my last post in which I play pouty wife because my husband isn’t making it all better damnit! But who could blame him? I would bury myself in my alternate space reality with people who don’t spontaneously combust into tears or fits of rage.

But alas, my salvation bed awaits. I will climb in shortly, shake this shitty day off and start again. This is when an olive garden within 50 miles would help. A good book, glass of wine and unlimited soup, salad and breadsticks to gorge myself on.

For any pity this has illicited, I accept cash gifts, flower arrangements delivered by hunky men without their shirts, huge mail ordered cheesecakes or massages from above mentioned hotties. (Cheesecake preferred) ((Oh and I’m sure as the nerd is reading this he would appreciate the break from the constant bitching and welcome the hot men with no shirts to take me off his hands for at least an hour.**

**Purely joking. I have enough man at home and he’ll find it amusing.

Women and their “gamer” husbands

Posted By Klutzy Shutterbug on May 28, 2009

wow1My husband and I have been married 9 years. In that time, he has played a plethora of MMOs and console games as a hobby. I don’t mind, it keeps him happy because he enjoys it and it allows me “free time” to do my own hobbies. We aren’t clubbing type people and we aren’t always the wealthiest that go out shopping constantly…we’re homebodies.

So, I get that we enjoy it and don’t have problems and I do understand that it gets frustrating when your husband spends so much time in his “alternate reality”. When we first got married, I used to sit and pout over him playing Ultima Online. I was young, homesick and a newlywed. I guess it takes trust and time to realize things about your marriage and that you don’t always need to be the center of your spouses attention…24/7. I don’t let his gaming habits bother me. We still do things together, we still talk. I even joined in on playing some of the MMOs and such with him and found that I enjoyed them.

I have to admit that I am a computer nerdette myself and I enjoy twitter, facebook, gaming, blogging, chatting etc so it may be a softer blow for me…but I really don’t understand some wives reactions to their husband’s hobbies.

On a military wives message board that I participate in, there have been a lot of postings about World of Warcraft specifically. Some of the responses just make my head spin. “I DO NOT allow WOW into my home”. Excuse me?? I could only imagine telling my husband that something was NOT allowed. Last I checked, I married him…I didn’t birth him.

Doing some “research”, I found there are a lot of groups, vent sites and the like about being a “wow widow”. Yahoo has a group that describes itself this way:

“Stop leveling and start living!”

Do you have a loved one that plays World of Warcraft so much that you
feel like you are a widow? This group isn’t just for wives, but for anyone, husbands, girl or boyfriends, mothers, fathers, sons or daughters, or anyone that has had a relationship affected by this addictive game.

This is a place where you can vent about it. Sometimes it just helps being able to share your frustrations with another person who understands where you are coming from. This is also a place where WoW gamers can feel free to comment on WoW addiction.

Now, I know that people can get addicted to anything and I know that world of warcraft and games like it are somewhat time consuming if you allow it to be and I will admit that the husband and I used to play *a lot* but it is all in the person and what they “want” out of it. The problem isn’t wow, it is the person.

I have, on occasion, used games that my husband plays as a crutch…a reason to whine that he doesn’t help enough around the house, he doesn’t pay attention to me, he doesn’t respond when I want him to. These, last I checked, are universal problems/gripes from men and women around the world in relationships. We don’t need gaming for these to come up…test it and see.

The responses to the thread in question and some of the things I’ve seen around the web make me grateful for my relationship. And thankful that my husband is just as supportive of my hobbies as I am of his. Maybe I live under a rock but is WOW really tearing up that many marriages? Were the marriages just these happy, white picket fence

You would think that Blizzard sends out monthly stipends of crack for playing their game. This is special crack, the kind that sticks your ass to a chair and your hand to the mouse. The kind that makes you eat dinner at your desk (oh wait, you’re not supposed to? I thought my dining table was for junk mail and purses). The kind of crack that imbues you with the ability to ignore everything in your life.

Some of the “examples” from these women create the worst possible wow story you could ever imagine. Most of their husbands have never played…it comes up simply because the husband talks about the possibility of trying it out. There are stories that range from father-in-laws that skip family holiday functions to play wow to a friend of a friend of a friend who’s husband left her for some wow chick. I’ve even seen responses from some that weigh in like some kind of psychological expert on gaming addictions that Blizzard makes the game addictive and should be held responsible. Yeah, thats it! Just like those 2 cupcakes I just ate after dinner were baked with the intent of making someone fat.

I’m going to step off my soap-box now, but this has just been a subject that irks me lately. Maybe I’m “bias” because I enjoy playing also, maybe I’m naive…but I hope that most marriages have a little more substance to them then to let a video game ruin their relationship. It seems clear to me that the marriage already has issues and wow (or whatever it may be) is a crutch to place the blame on.

"Who is Klutzy Shutterbug?"

Self proclaimed klutz, amateur photographer, wife, daughter, friend and computer nerd. I ramble a lot and teach myself as much as possible. Passionate debater with many diverse opinions that I like to share....a lot.