The Dark Side

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It's been a hot minute since I've given a Nannie story.

For someone who is as loving and as giving as she is, Nannie does not like to waste any energy in her own home. I think if she had her way that she would just watch The Gospel Channel by candlelight.

I knew that she didn't like to have many lights on in the house when I first moved in with her. It has never bothered me. Generally, we only keep one lamp on in the den (even though we use those curly, energy efficient light bulbs), but again, I can live with that. If I need to do anything that requires a functional amount of light, I'll just go to my room and cut on two lamps (until I get yelled at).

A second fun fact about Nannie is that she is completely technologically challenged. She quite literally has a very difficult time figuring out how to turn on the TV. One of these days I really am going to make her a "How to Work the TV Remote" manual so the events that occurred last Sunday not do not happen again.

On the night in question, my mother called me and asked if I had talked to Nannie. She and my brother had driven by the house and did not see any lights on. I reminded her that this was Nannie we were talking about and she was probably just fine.

Mother was particularly concerned that she didn't see the TV flickering through the window. I wasn't because I was quite certain that she had changed the channel on the TV and couldn't get the TV to work.

I feel like I should explain this a little more: Nannie and I are poor folk. We don't have cable and we don't have internet. We have a box that gets about 10 channels. Not that it matters though, because the only channels she watches are the Gospel Channel and whatever channel plays Rifleman.

The problem with the box is that if you change the channel on the TV when you should be changing the channel on the satellite box that you're just going to get confused and end up sitting in the dark for hours by yourself.

I got off of the phone with mother and gave my preciously stubborn grandmother a call to make sure she was still okay. Yes, I was right. She was fine, but she had changed the television channel and couldn't get the picture to come up. I asked her if she wanted me to talk her through fixing it, but she was quite insistent that she was fine and that she would fix it tomorrow. I imagine that she wanted to wait on the sun to come up.

Before I got off the phone, I asked the goober why she was sitting alone in the dark? She told me she was NOT sitting in the dark. As a matter of fact, the 60-watt, energy efficient bulb in the back of the house over the kitchen sink was on.

Sorry I questioned you, Nannie.