Since I married Mr de Elba, I've become a succession of Different Types of Widow.
Most of the time, I am some level of Computer Widow. Lying alone in bed at night while Mr de E gazes through portals into the world. It gets worse when there's a new piece of technology for him to play with. Phone, set-top box, digital camera, video camera, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
Becoming a Computer Widow used to bother me terribly. Then I started writing a blog. Now I am left to wonder if this means he is a Computer Widower. And what then does that make 'Us'? Just 'Two Dead Computer People'. How lame.
Humph. Til Technology Do Us Part.
Actually, any new technology will do the job just as well. As we gradually replace pieces of technology the "wobbers" took (as Sonny Ma-Jiminy says) I am resigned to the fact that there will be many long, lonely nights as Mr de Elba gleefully pores over a new mobile phone, two cameras, a video camera and a notebook computer.
Tonight I an am iPhone Widow.
And I have no hope that Mr de E will read this post and understand where I'm coming from. He's got an iPhone. 'Nuff said.
17 September 2008
I'm an iPhone Widow
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9 comments:
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Though it's good you are getting new stuff!
Technology sux sometimes though!
I think I'm just married to a narcoleptic. How much should an adult male sleep, anyway?
I'm a widow to each new phone my husband gets. And he got a new one yesterday.
Also, to wrestling and ESPECIALLY to college football!
HA!!! Another benefit of singleness!!!
Though should things continue with Mr. B, I can very much see myself being in your shoes.
What size do you wear?
I have been there too. I am totally a computer widow but its alright now, I have found the computer too. ;)
At least we have each other, it we can ever connect.
Okay, now tell me that with all of this new technology and the new kitchen that you are having an alarm system installed. A really tough one, that will stun the "wobbers" or beat them senseless like the "trunk monkey" that can be seen on the commercials here. If not and something goes missing again, it will be worse, then your place in the marital bed (which was replaced do to the "bed bug incident" will be replaced by a pile of gadgetry that only a man could love.
I think you must be married to my husband, or at least half of him. And "Crazy Sister" must be married to the other half. It seems like all he does it work with his electronic stuff and sleep. If I ask the children where daddy is they will first look in the bed, then at the computer, and if he is not in either place they conclude he must have gone to work.
I'm guilty of doing this to my husband...but turn about is fair play on my part too. I was a computer widow a couple years ago so when he complains, I just say, "You know you did the same thing when you were blogging!!"
BTW, I am here via Jen's blog.
I’m here as part of a meme challenge to find new blogs from your favorite blogs’ rolls. Yours is one of the blogs I chose! Come check out my post if you want to know what I’m talking about:
http://whoeversong.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-go-make-some-friends.html
Don't worry, the iPhone can only hold him enthralled for so long... Surely?
So, did you get some together time while you were technology-less? Candlelight suppers after the kids were in bed. Evening playing board games with the whole family. Talking together over meals... and then I woke up.
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