Saturday, 6 August 2011

A(nother) geek in the house

When I met Pappa Kas towards the end of my final year at university, my friends called him the Geek. Was it due to his studies in computer science, his glasses or the fact that he spent a lot of time helping me in the computer lab? Or all of the above? Well, he got me fooled, I fell in love with a computer geek over long hours in the lab, but his efforts were not in vain . As a reward for his hard work I invited him home for tea. A cup of tea must mean something very different in Spain, as I think he was really disappointed when he only got a cup of chamomile (without sugar).

In the end tea and web-design led to almost 10 years together, a marriage and little H. You look through tinted glasses when in love, but I guess that we both have our flaws that only came out after living together for a while. Mine might have been a surprise, but with a boyfriend nicknamed the Geek, I should have known what I was getting into.
Well, It could have been worse. His incureable virus is a fascination for PC’s, game consoles,electronic boxes of various sorts, wires and gadgets and other stuff that I do not have the faintest idea of what is / how it works. I am not saying that I don’t like my Iphone, my laptop and my Ipad, but not so much that I take them to bed with me…

I guess that I should have seen it coming, that Little H is very much like her father. She might look like me with her blue eyes, round face, Buddha belly and blond hair, but she must have her father’s geek genes.

So far she has deleted several apps on my phone and she knows how to use various remote controls. Yesterday while Granny B was babysitting, she turned off the TV after the children’s program (good girl), to show that that was enough telly for one day. She turns on the stereo and signals when she wants to change the CD. She knows how to show off when on Skype with her Spanish relatives (plays shy, claps, dances all depending on the mood of the day) while she does not when “normal” TV is on.






She gets stroppy when she cannot play with our laptops. Her fingers run over a keyboard as soon as she gets a chance. And she knows how to browse pictures on our phones. The other day I found the following apps on my Ipad: My first puzzles, Phone for Kids, Paint sparkles, and a really annoying one which plays animal sounds when you tap the picture of the animal.

I certainly did not install these, I'm blaming little H (with good assistance by Pappa Kas).

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4 comments:

  1. Hehe, søtt :) Kjærlighet er en underlig og fantastisk ting. Og faller sjelden der man venter det :D
    Det du beskriver høres bittelitt som her i huset, men jeg trodde jeg hadde forelsket meg i en "bad boy". Viste seg fort å være en geek han også, heldigvis lagt fra data og spillene nå. Men nå dyrker han en annen stor lidenskap og det er viking- og middelaldertiden, lager ringbrynje og nå holder han på å lage en esse (sånn til å smi med). Kan ikke la vær å elske han for entusiasmen hans :)

    Når du beskriver lille H så høres det veldig ut som ei jeg kjenner veldig godt. Men jenta vesla her er ikke like flink. Kanskje fordi hun ikke har fått lov etter at hun har revet av tre av mine taster og siklet istykker to mobiltelefoner! Men hun gir meg fjernkontrollen når hun vil jeg skal sette på musikk, hun vil ikke trykke selv fordi hun vet ikke heeelt hvilke knapper som gjør hva og hun har blitt skremt etter hun trykket volumknappen en dag. Men hvor gammel er snuppa di? Hun ser ikke så stor ut, men litt eldre enn min?

    Har forresten svar på kommentaren din med oppskrift til deg :)

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  2. Hehehe..sin far opp av dage :)
    Her er J en kløpper på Angry Bird - hva har vi gjort?

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  3. Inger Lise- tusen takk for oppskriften. Kanksje det blir kylling med kikerter i dag?...
    Det er godt at mennene våre har sine egne hobbier slik at vi kan få ha våre egne ting. Men brynje? esse? den var ny ;-)

    Lille H er 14 mnd i dag faktisk, de er ganske jevngamle?

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  4. Ja, er greit å la menn få være menn, så kan vi damer være damer :)

    Da stemmer det at hun ikke var så stor, men smart for det om :) Tids er en frigjøringsunge så veldig jevngamle ja :)

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