DVR Drama by Lisa

Before I “shmoved” to Chicago, I lived alone for a really, really, really long time.

Did I mention it was a long time?

Well, when you’re the only one under your own roof, you take certain things for granted. Like…

• When you get home at the end of the day, the last half of your cheesecake is exactly where you left it.
  

• Your clean clothes can sit in piles on your bedroom floor for as. long. as. you. want.
  

• The DVR records all of YOUR favorite programs WITHOUT FAIL.

Well, let’s just say #1 & #2 I can live with but #3, well, that’s not negotiable. Because to put it mildly…

Momma needs her f***ing TV!

Back home in Cali, my DVR was a well-oiled machine, like a fine wine–aged to perfection. I’d spent a painstaking amount of time and energy getting it just right. From prioritizing my programs to making sure there was padding at the beginning and end of my favorite shows “just in case” there was a supersized episode-I’d done it all. I never missed a show. Not even a Jersey Housewives reunion. Until…

I cohabitated.

And since I shmoved in with my beloved future hubby, my DVR situation has become

one. hot. mess.

So far, I’ve missed..

• The season premiere of Brothers & Sisters (Sally Field is like a mother to me!)

• The premiere of Grey’s Anatomy (Yeah, I’m one of the six people who still watch!)

• Several episodes of Project Runway! (Life just isn’t whole without a weekly trip to Mood!)

The reasons for this DVR dilemma?

• The definition of “important” television is a debate in our house. (I say anything that ends with a cliffhanger. He says anything that ends with ball.)

• Before my time, the most action Matt’s DVR had seen was the time it accidentally recorded Wizards of Waverly Place.

• We have a pretty majuh problem that I like to call Saturday, Sunday and Monday Night Football.

So cut to this past Sunday night.

All was right in the world. The kids were in bed, the refrigerator was cleaned out (don’t ask!) and I was sitting comfortably on the couch ready to immerse myself in my own, little television world. A world where…

• I see Matt’s lips moving, but there is no sound.

• My biggest stress is whether or not it will be an elimination round on the The Amazing Race.

• I have complete control of the remote.

Not so much.

Matt wanted to watch the Chargers game.

And my beloved future hubby’s eyes glazed over when I tried to explain why he couldn’t just switch over to channel 187. I had two programs recording at the same time! But wanting to be a good wifey-to-be, I dumped Melrose (I only wanted to find out if Ashley was a better actress than lip syncher anyway) so he could watch his ballgame. After, the TV karma gods would be looking out for me and all would be right in the world as I watched my shows, right?

Not so much.

When I turned on The Amazing Race, Instead of Phil Keoghan, I saw Andy Rooney!

WTF?

According to Matt, who very patiently tried to explain this injustice as I cradled my head in my hands, the end of 60 Minutes had recorded so that meant I wouldn’t get the entire episode of The Amazing Race!

But how would I know if those professional poker beeyotches made it through?

Matt slowly explained that this could be an ongoing problem because The Amazing Race may never fully record.

What???

Because of the Central Time Zone. Because of football. And because of 60 Minutes. Long story short, football almost always runs late. 60 Minutes must run in its entirety.

No. Matter. What.

Or, as Matt put it, a bunch of blue hairs (and him) would revolt. So, even if I add padding to the end of The Amazing Race, if a football game goes into OT, I could be screwed. And forced to watch the show, the next day or online. Or worse…

in. real. time.

Gag. And screw you Andy Rooney for ruining my life!

But this is all part of saying, I do, right? Learning to be flexible and to deal with new situations. And learning to, er, compromise.

Um, not so much.

Well, at least not for now.

Not when it comes to my precious TV.

So in the meantime, while I come to grips with reality, I’m going to propose my form of a compromise.

A second DVR.

xoxo

Tagged as: 60 Minutes, Andy Rooney, Ashley Simpson, Brothers & Sisters, Cali, Chargers, Chicago, DVR, Grey's Anatomy, hot mess, Jersey Housewives, Melrose, Monday night football, Phil Keoghan, Project Runway, Sally Field, shmoved, The Amazing Race, Wizards of Waverly Place