Mom and I enjoy watching television during dinner, her from her recliner, with her plate of food balanced on her belly, and me sitting at my TV tray.  But finding a program we both like can be a challenge.  I can’t stand murder mystery/crime shows (read NCIS), and she is done with Star Trek.  I have tried funny, touching, and exciting movies, all to mixed reviews.  One thing I know, though, is that movies are simply too long for her.  After about 45 minutes, she begins tapping her fingers, glancing repeatedly at the clock, and sighing.  That’s when I know it’s time to take a break.  “We’ll pick it back up tomorrow,” I suggest.  And I clean the kitchen, and she channel surfs, inevitably landing on murder.

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