Bread!

We got an early wedding present for ourselves!

Yes, it's a breadmaker.

And the results have been delicious.

We got a packet of Sourdough mix and I've made two loaves of bread so far, but the difficulty I had extracting the first loaf from the pan in the maker meant that I cooked the second loaf in a Tupperware baking dish.

Came out divine, though. The second loaf also had cheese and bacon through it... note to self, let it rise for longer next time (it's a bit heavy but the Geek still loved it and has eaten more than 2/3 of the loaf already).

Who'd have thought that a house with two PC's, a laptop, four mobile phones and three gaming systems would also be a home for fresh-baked bread?

The smell is divine as it permeates the house, though.

I think I'll go hunting on the interwebs for some good bread ideas/tips/recipes.

Wedding stuff gets finalised

Okay, so I'm not *actually* the GeekWife just yet... at the moment I'm the GeekFiance, but that's not quite as catchy, and I'd have to change the blog title in 6 days... which would suck.

So I am the GeekFiance at the moment.

The term 'GeekWife' in itself is not quite descriptive enough. I am, indeed a Geek (hey, you live with one for long enough and it rubs off... a lot) but I am also soon-to-be-married to a Geek, a man whose job entails 8 hours of sitting in front of a computer, whose leisure time is spent, you guessed it, in front of a computer.

Anyway, today's blog is about the finalisation of the wedding arrangements.

My dress is getting its' final alterations made, and my Geek's shirt is hanging in the closet. I'm not stupid (or cruel) enough to try and get him to wear a tie, so instead it's a silk shirt with a Mandarin collar and frog buttons.

This entire wedding's theme actually centres on the fact that the Geek didn't want to wear a tie; so we decided that our theme would be Asian Fusion (plus, I look like a Zombie Bride when I wear white- what better excuse to wear red than a Chinese-inspired reception).

Wedding stuff aside (as it seems to have taken over my life of late) the Geek was on tv.com the other day and has informed me that, due to our honeymoon schedule, we will each miss no less than three episodes of our favourite shows.

Lame.

But the honeymoon part will (hopefully) make up for it.

I believe that the contents of the suitcase that I have packed for us to take on our honeymoon really does illustrate just how Geeky the two of us are- not limited to just our mobile phones and laptop, we've got two iPods, a Sony eBook reader, two digital cameras, a USB modem so that we can get online no matter where our travels take us and a Canon Selphy photo printer.

Then there's the other suitcase, the one with our clothes in it.

I've got my portable hard-drive backing up selected TV shows and music so that we don't get bored and my mother has done nothing but admonish me about my inability to live without technology.

I personally don't care if it's an addiction, it's better than booze!

(Plus, we've agreed that neither of us will touch Facebook for the duration of the honeymoon).

Perhaps that will be enough of a technological drought to make us talk to each other in person rather than over the internet...

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time...

don't all good stories start that way?

I guess this one should be no exception.

Once upon a time... okay, it was October of 2008... I met a Geek. A GamerGeek, with touches of ShyGeek.

He asked me out- in a less than romantic fashion (what can you expect from a Geek, really?)- by asking my then-current boss (the man who used to be his boss, but at the time Geek and I met, was on the same management level as Geek) for my number.

So, not exactly ideal.

I still decided, in spite of the fact that I knew he was a Geek, to give him a chance. So, I said yes to the date and, after going to see a movie with Mum and Aunty, met him at a bar to have a few beers with the Geek.

His name is Ace, and it only took him twenty minutes to slip up and start talking about Stargate... considering his obsession level, he showed considerable restraint.

He bought me a beer, then another, and a third, and before I knew what had happened it was after midnight on a Wednesday and I had to be at work by 8AM, so he walked me halfway to my car and kissed me goodnight- but not before entering his IM username in my phone and insisting that I be online the following night.

* * * *

When Ace and I first met, we were working for the same company, but in vastly different roles. I was, essentially, doing his old job in one city, while he had moved upwards and sideways, diverting out of customer service and heading into the realms of Tech Support.

I hadn't met him before he came to visit my store, I came back from lunch to find a strange man in the stock-room talking to my manager and nursing a takeaway coffee.

He didn't look like a Geek at first glance- dark denim jeans that appeared to actually fit him, a designer-label t-shirt that didn't feature a binary joke, high-end sunglasses and a decent haircut.

Looks, indeed, can be deceiving.

It took all of two minutes of conversation with him for me to realise that I was dealing with a highly evolved Geek, a rare man who manages to combine a job that is largely sedentary and a love of video games, which also requires little physical movement, with a decent physique and a distinct love of good food and wine.

His musical tastes leave something to be desired, but if he was the perfect man then he wouldn't be Ace- he'd be some weird half man-half robot and, as awesome as that would be, I don't think that any marriage between us would be legal.

* * * *

Speaking of marriage- on April 3rd, I will become Mrs Geek, and the title of GeekWife will truly be mine. Call me a cheater (but only at video games), I wanted to get in early.

Plus, if I didn't register the domain name now, who knows what might have happened to it!?

Keep it virtual.

--Anna.