You couldn’t possibly love a mother more that I love my mother. She is 82 years old and her name is Ruth, but everyone calls her Rudy. She lives with me, my wife Yvette, and our daughter Steff. My wife loves my mom more than her own parents and Steff and she are great friends.
Rudy doesn’t get out as much as she used to, and one of her favorite things is watching TV. Her favorite shows include COPS, America’s Funniest Video’s and of course MASH. I think I have seen every episode of MASH with her at least a billion times. My mother loves Alan Alda so much that she is convinced that he grew up near our house and that we are friends, I don’t remember that, but if it makes her feel good I always go along. Every year at the holidays I tell her I tried to get Alan Alda to come, but he was busy filming somewhere.
I love watching TV with Mom, but there is a tiny problem with that also. The problem is when the rest of us are at work or school, Rudy is in control of the TV and more importantly, the TV remote control.
This causes a problem because, let’s face it, the TV remote is not the easiest thing in the world to understand for most people. There are too many functions and too many buttons, and all of this can be very hard to operate. Add in that I bought a high tech remote control for hundreds of dollars, and that works everything I have including TV. VCR, DVD, and my Home Theater system.
Now I must admit that I know how to program and use the remote, but both Yvette and Steff sometimes have problems. But poor Rudy is a mess. I wish I had a nickel for every time my cell rang, and it was Rudy complaining the stupid TV remote was not working. I usually have to stop whatever I am doing and spend at least a half an hour trying to help her. Sometimes it works, and sometime Mom has to wait until I get home.
I have tried several of the Universal remote controls in the stores, but I find most lacking. Either they do not program for my TV, or the buttons are too small and there are still too many buttons in general.
I wish I could find a remote control that could be simple to program and use, and would have nice big buttons so my mother could see them and use them easier. But until I find such a remote control, I guess I will be getting my daily phone calls. Maybe I will at least be able to Get Alan Alda over the house this year!
Contributing Editor: C. Kikel