Over Afternoon Tea

Tea is not only a drink but a ritual over which people have been relaxing, talking, and catching up on each other's lives for centuries. This blog is intended to serve as a virtual cup of tea, helping me keep in touch with friends and family in my physical absence.

Occupational Hazards: When You're Married to a Nerd

Half-awake this morning, I commented on the news story my husband had left open about an unusual archeological find, one indicating male-centered fertility rituals in an era when most fertility rituals were still centered on the feminine.
"Yeah," he grunted. "I wonder if that has anything to do with the shift from Chthonic to Ouranian deities."
"Mmm," I mumbled, perking up a little, "I bet it does." And stumbled into the bathroom to wash my face.
After I'd woken up a little, I realized it was a strange conversation to have before my first cup of tea. And especially before his first cup of coffee.
But the best was definitely this evening at the ironing board. His brother had just called and mentioned a water park, leaving us discussing the advantages of water parks versus standard amusement parks (neither of which my husband has ever visited).
"Yeah, water parks are great," I began.
"Minin aide thea," read my husband, who had just picked up a copy of the Iliad which was apparently far more interesting than my discourse.
It wouldn't have been SO bad if he'd at least realized he left me in the middle of the sentence. It took him a full five minutes to surface to my silence.
"I'm sorry," he moaned.
"Homer," I said, "is worse than Circe."