Most of the German I learned while living in Germany consisted of medical terminology.
My kids are 13 years apart, which is good for babysitting, but VERY bad when your daughter is sixteen at the same time your son is three. (That’s a very special kind of hell.)
I had the same birthday as my father and my husband’s birthday is the day before mine.
When I first met my husband I thought he was a girl. (We met online. He looks nothing like a girl.)
I wrote Thunder and Blood during my very first Nanowrimo and I haven’t been able to finish one since (Nanowrimo, not book).