"You had better get out here." I had just gotten out of the shower and was drying off. My wife, Sheila, likes to watch The Today Show before she gets going in the morning.

"I'm all wet," I tell her.

"I am rewinding. You are going to want to see this."

I reflect briefly on the use of archaic terminology. "Rewind" dates back to the old VHS days of, what, a hundred years ago but even my grandson understands it.

"I'll be there in a minute," I tell her.

"Brad, grab a towel and come OUT here. Now."

As I enter the bedroom I see a frozen picture of Carson Daly standing in front of a display. "Listen to this," my wife tells me. There is a tone in her voice that I don't quite identify. Is she gloating? Or maybe more like pulling a rabbit out of her hat. She mashes a button on the remote.

Carsen picks up in the middle of a sentence "...trending today comes from the small town of Hudson in Upstate New York where a seventy nine year old grandmother has captured the attention of the entire country with her advice column on the mobile app, ChitChat. She is known on ChitChat as 'Nana' and has, over the past few weeks gathered over ten thousand mostly teenage followers and racked up a quarter of a million hits on Facebook."

"We have called Nana on WhatsApp to get her thoughts on all this. Nana, are you there?"

A live picture of my mother appeared on the screen behind Carsen. Her hair had been cut and styled and she looked like she had spent the last four hours in a beauty parlor.

I back up until my legs hit the footstool and sit, wet bottom and all.

"Good Morning Carsen. I have to say I have always admired your smile. Your mama must have kept after you to brush your teeth."

"Uh, yes, well Nana, you have gotten over two hundred and fifty thousand hits on your advice column, 'Ask Nana'. What do you think of this sudden attention?"

"I think it is just wonderful that some people think I still have something to say at my age. Unlike my son, it seems some people think I may still be relevant."

Carsen, to his credit, senses a land mine and nimbly sidesteps that one. "Well it certainly seems that  over ten thousand followers like what you have to say.  What do you tell them?"

"It's just common sense, really. I'm just sorry I can't answer more of their questions. It just takes me so long to type on that tiny cellphone keyboard since my son took my computer away. Tell me, Carson, would you do that to your mother?"

"Uh, thank you, Nana. We have been talking with Nana in Upstate New York who topped the trending charts this week with her column on the app ChitChat. Now here's a video of a cat that just wouldn't take no for an answer. Watch this."

I was speechless. My mother had just thrown me to the wolves. Didn't she know how vicious teenagers could be on the web? Sheila muted the Today Show and said "Well, at least she didn't tell them how to contact you."

""Call Verizon. Cancel her phone."

"You can't do that, she'll crucify you. You want my advice, give her what she wants. You can't win this."

Just then the phone rang. Sheila answered and held her hand up to me. "Hi Mom. How are you doing? Is anything wrong? You want Brad's email address? Just a minute, I'll put him on."

Defeated, I took the phone. "Hi Mom. I want to apologize. I shouldn't have shut down your computer..."