Last week we had a DVR and HD installed. I know we are quite possibly the last people on the planet to own this little piece of technology...even my parents had it before we did, but now we have one. We all like it, but I would have to say that my husband and my son think they have died and gone to heaven.
Like most men, my husband has dubbed himself the "king of the remote". Really he is not all that great at controlling it...hits the wrong button at the most critical time in a movie, etc., but that's another subject. He is in fact so enamored with the remote, he often has trouble saying good-bye for the night. Therefore, on any given night I will go up to bed, and he will stay on the couch saying "I'll be up as soon as this show is over." By "this show" he generally means whatever he leaves it on the longest in between his many flips around the channel. What he is watching is generally a moot point anyway because he will invariably fall asleep, probably mere moments after I go upstairs. This results in the ever pleasant task having to wake him and get him upstairs. What makes it so pleasant is: one, his reaction, and two, the fact that I have to wake up, get out of my nice warm bed, go get him, and then try and get back to sleep...not always easy for me. He likes for me to wake him gently with a soft voice, which I do. This does not stop him from jumping off the couch and muttering WTF! The other night there was an added dimension to my waking him up. Normally, he has either dropped the remote or it is lying slack in his hand. The other night though, his hand was still gripping the remote and his thumb was poised right on the button he was planning to click next. I cracked up. It was very funny, but made funnier by the fact that we had seen video of his brother doing exactly the same thing. Apparently the death grip on the remote while sleeping runs in the family.
I shudder to think how much worse things will get now that we have the DVR and HD.