In terms of IT/technology related skills, I reached my peak at the age of about six or seven years old. It was at this point that I was able to quite independently use the record player to put on some “Grease Lightnin” or “Blame it on the Boogie”. I was also the only one in our household who knew how to use the timer on the VCR, which meant the only things we ever recorded were movies like “Zanadu”, or shows where the main characters all wore animal suits.
Things started to go downhill when I was about nine or ten, and my family bought our first computer. On the very first day, I carefully paid attention as the computer guy, who had come to our house to set up the computer, showed us how to access programs using the DOS menu commands. After he left, I methodically started to go through every single program on the computer. My aim, of course, was to find games. There didn’t seem to be many games, just lots of programs which didn’t do much. One of the programs was called something boring like “REFORMAT”, but I still opened it up (just in case it was a game) and when nothing exciting happened, I clicked Enter a couple of more times to get back to the menu.
Of course, I know now exactly what it means to “REFORMAT” a computer, as do both my parents – and we’re lucky the computer guy used to be a waiter at my dad’s restaurant, and so didn’t charge us to come back and reinstall everything (a process which involved a lot of floppy disks, if I remember correctly). It would not be an understatement to say that my relationship with computers has never really recovered since that day.
Any interactions I have with technology now, are fraught with tension. I’m convinced that software everywhere is written with a line of code that instructs the program to stop working if it sees my name. I can’t count the number of times I’ve come close to incandescent rage (or tears) because everything I print comes out white (assuming I can get it to print at all), I can’t log into work (ok, I was using the wrong address), rooms keep disappearing from my calendar bookings (the IT guy hadn’t seen that one before), or because I keep losing work when the program I’m working with crashes every other hour. So the fact I’m on here ‘blogging’ at all is close to a miracle.
I’m not even sure I fully understand the whole blogging concept. When the lovely Helena started her new blog “Frosted not Stirred“, our conversation went something like this:
Me: But where do I sign up?!
Helena: Vicki, it’s a blog, you don’t need to sign up…??
Me: … please
Me: For old people like me.
Helena: You just need to start a feedly.com account so you can follow all of the blogs you want…
Suffice to say, Helena set up the email subscription, and I still have no idea what feedly is all about.
Louis on the other hand, is rather adept when it comes to the whole technology thing. He studied IT at uni, though I suspect that has less to do with his competence, than the fact it is something he is interested in. He can set up computers anyway which way you like, and because he works from home, he is basically like his own IT department – and he is certainly always my first port of call when I run into strife.
Despite his competence in the field, Louis is an absolute Luddite compared to me. He still uses an iPhone 3 (please don’t ask – he even turned down a free upgrade from Optus). Compared to Louis, I look like an early adopter – at least I’ve managed to get myself onto Facebook and Instagram (I may even have opened a Twitter account once, though I never worked out how to use it).
It doesn’t take a lot of skill to access social media, and it is amazing how much of one’s day can be
wasted taken up looking at cats, food, bags, shoes and Tom Hardy holding dogs. The frivolity of how I use social media, probably contributes to Louis’ aversion to it. However, amongst all the preening, promoting and perfection, there are some people having real conversations, and being able to access those conversations can be truly inspiring.
When Louis has a bad day (and by bad day I mean those days when his BGLs are plummeting or through the roof, despite eating the all the right things at the right time and in the right quantities), or is just feeling generally down about his diabetes, I struggle to know what to say. It seems disingenuous for me to tell him everything will be okay or it’s not his fault, when I’m still so new to this. And so it is on those days, that I wish Louis could see the DOC (Diabetic Online Community). I wish he could see people sharing their bad days, so that he didn’t feel so alone. I wish he could see that sometimes people just have bad days for no reason. I wish he could see the little ‘in’ jokes, so that he can smile about something that so often gives him reason not to smile.
However given I can’t even get him to upgrade his phone, it seems highly unlikely that he’s going to start trawling Instagram to giggle at memes. Which is okay. Because I can still access the DOC. And the DOC gives me the confidence to tell him everything is going to be okay, and it’s not his fault. The DOC lets me know he’s not alone. And sometimes when I find a really funny meme, I take a screenshot. Then later on, when we’re sitting on the couch together, I show it to Louis on the screen of my phone. Which is probably the most old-fashioned, non-technical way in which two people could share this stuff with each other. But you know what, I don’t care, because for a couple of Luddites, we’re doing pretty okay.
And now it’s time to eat.
Asparagus & Eggs
Serves 2 + leftover hummus
Per serve: 2.9 Exchanges, 43g carbohydrates, 2540 kJ, 607 Calories
Throughout my early twenties my dad would, on occasion, casually drop off about five or six containers of food, because he had ‘accidentally’ cooked too much food at home. I don’t know if it was really an accident, or if he was just periodically overcome with the thought of all the cigarettes and takeaway I was living on, and decided I needed some wholesome home-cooked food. Anyway, I’m sure he thinks I still don’t eat sufficiently well enough, which might explain why he recently dropped several shopping bags of apples, bok choy, spinach and nearly a kilo of asparagus off at our house.
I’m can’t even remember having bought asparagus before, so was a little stumped as to what to do (and there was so much of it!!). Thank goodness for the internet – a search of my favourite bloggers brought up this little beauty: Roasted Sesame Asparagus Toasts with Poached Eggs by How Sweet It Is. And now here we are – enjoy!
- 350g asparagus, washed
- ¼ cup lemon juice
- ¼ cup extra virgin olive oil
- 1 heaped tablespoon tahini
- 1 tablespoon ground cumin
- 1 tablespoon garlic paste
- 1 can chickpeas
- 150g thinly sliced sourdough bread
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 4 eggs (50g each)
- Salt & pepper
To prepare the asparagus:
- Preheat the oven to 180º Celsius, fan-forced.
- Line a baking tray with baking paper (or foil).
- If required, slice the woody ends off the asparagus, and lay them on the baking tray.
- Sprinkle the asparagus with salt and pepper.
- Roast the asparagus in the oven for 15-20 minutes.
- While the asparagus is in the oven, prepare the hummus, eggs and toast.
To prepare the hummus:
- Put the lemon juice, extra virgin olive oil, tahini, ground cumin, and garlic paste in a blender.
- Drain the chickpeas, making sure to keep some of the liquid.
- Add the chickpeas to the blender.
- Add salt and pepper, and then put on the lid.
- Turn on the blender and whiz until smooth. Add some of the chickpea liquid if you want a thinner consistency.
- Set aside until ready to use.
To prepare the eggs:
- Heat the olive oil in a non-stick pan, over medium heat.
- Add the eggs, and fry until the whites are just set.
- Set aside until ready to use.
To pull it all together:
- Split the bread evenly between two plates.
- Spread about a quarter of the hummus over the bread.
- Lay the roasted asparagus over the hummus.
- Top with the eggs.
- Serve, and eat with gusto!
- You can substitute the sourdough with four slices of regular bread.
- I love fresh bread, the soft dense crumb with the hummus and eggs is divine. However, feel free to toast your bread if it isn’t super fresh (or if you just prefer toast!).
- I used a blender for the hummus, because it gives me a smoother consistency, however you can use a food processor instead.