
My mom only gave me one piece of advice when I started dating. True to her personality, it was brief and to the point. “Nerds make the best husbands,” she said.
Now, my mom wasn’t suggesting I go out and marry a Steve Urkel-type. She was merely suggesting that I look for a man who, in most ways, reminded me of my dad. My dad is a nerd, through and through. I don’t mean that he’s lame (which unfortunately had become synonomous with nerd-ville) but that he is constantly expanding his mind.
I define a nerd as someone who is constantly asking questions. “Why does X work like that?” “What would happen if I started doing X,Y,Z?” “Who can I talk to to get this idea off the ground?” “How long before I can reach my goals?” Nerds are the people who have the big brains, who work hard, who plan, who connect with other nerds, who question why they can’t do something.
A subset of my mom’s advice is this: “Don’t go for the bad boys.” Can a bad boy be a nerd? Eh, yes and no. But for the most part, nerds are the ones most teenage girls would dismiss as being “lame” because they didn’t posess that same danger factor that the bad boys ooze.
President Obama is a nerd. Will Smith is a nerd. Spike Lee is a nerd. By all accounts, they are great husbands.
My mom was right. My husband is a nerd and he is the best thing that ever happened to me.
What say you? How do you feel about nerds? Love ‘em or leave ‘em?
Tara Pringle Jefferson is a freelance writer living in Ohio with her husband and two children. Visit her blog, www.theyoungmommylife.com, to read more of her observations about life, motherhood and love.
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