Facing the facts and a new crush

I’ve been worried for a few years (41) that I might sort of be a geek.  It’s the way I cringe at reality television, the way I quickly get bored with small talk, and the way I spend a fair amount of time poring over numbers and words.

It’s the excitement I feel when a Newsweek arrives in the mail, and the long, reflexive sigh I emit when a magazine about tasteful dining arrangements makes its way to my doorstep.

I am really not proud of these facts, and I am certainly not bragging about it.  Who in their right minds would be proud to be a social outcast?  Sure, I have developed coping mechanisms.  I know how to talk about the weather.  And I know who I can really be myself around.

In other words, I can squeal in delight about cupcakes and beautiful table cloths if I HAVE TO.

I knew this day would come.

I had a hunch, but yesterday it was finally confirmed while I was skimming Pinterest on my iPhone.  Quickly I became bored with hair tutorials.  (Who has time to do that kind of stuff to their hair?)  And I can only deal with so many pumpkin dessert ideas and insane, chiseled abs (who has time to do that kind of stuff to their body?).  In fact, I often look to the Books/Film/Music page to find something interesting, but usually I fail to see anything that delights me.

But last night I found the Geek page.  And it was like I was HOME.  (Minus all of the creepy obsessive pins about superheroes.)

Not only that, but Friday night I sat and watched a full hour of television without feeling ill or like I should be doing something else.

And I also found crush number three.  (Number one is Robert Downey, Jr.  Number two is Anton Krupicka.)

Sherlock.  From the BBC’s modern take on Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s detective stories.

Sherlock is played by Benedict Cumberbatch, a nerdy heartthrob of sorts, even with his weird hair that sometimes looks amazing, and other times  looks a lot like the silly permed bob that most of us tried out in the late 1980s.  But still.

The show is intelligent and the acting divine.

Friday night, after we had put Youngest to bed, MFP, Oldest, Middle and I were so transfixed by an episode that I’m pretty sure it was the first time in  the last ten years that we have all been still and quiet all at the same time.

MFP looked over at me,  clinked my wine glass and said, “This is what geeks do on Friday nights.  Here here.”

“Who are you calling a geek?” I asked.

And then I ran around searching for the latest issue of Good Housekeeping.

“Nope.  Not me,” I said.  “I’ll just read this here magazine while I wait for ‘Dancing with the Voices’ to come on.  I love that show.”

“Nice try.  Very nice try.”

And as geeks sometimes find it hard to not do their homework (or so I have heard), I also updated My Training.


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