Tonight, Gllen was very nervous for his pick in Top Chef. He actually said to me, "Pray with me, Girlfriend." And he had his hands steepled in prayer.
I was confused. "Like, pray to Jesus?"
"Yes, to Jesus." I put my hands over his and we bowed our heads. He lead the prayer. "Dear, Lord. Please don't send Jennifer home tonight so I can win my $20. Amen."
It was wierd. And apparently it worked.
So later, he told me that he was praying for me to get him some ice cream.
Last night, Mike instant messaged Gllen about Top Chef. Specifically, "You owe me $20".
Gllen has bets on the show with some of his friends on who will be the winner. He has grown quite attached to his pick, Jennifer. We weren't able to watch the episode last night, so, as I was getting ready for bed, Gllen walked into the bedroom with a frown on his face. I worriedly asked him what was wrong. He choked out the words, "I think Jennifer was sent home last night". He then relayed to me the instant message and looked at me helplessly. He also tried to convince me to get out of bed and go watch the show. I refused, promising him that we would watch it the next day.
A half hour later, Gllen walked back into the bedroom.. I had fallen asleep with the light on and the book I was reading still in my hands. He assumed I was still awake and accused, "You're still awake?! We could have been watching Top Chef!" I garbled out some response and buried myself under the covers.
As soon as I got home today, he mentioned Top Chef again. We sat down to watch, and he started fretting almost immediately. The entire show, he was wringing his hands and groaning. I kept trying to reassure him that Jennifer wouldn't go home. He was debating whether Mike had tricked him or not. Finally, when they announced who was going home - it wasn't Jennifer - he was so excited that he drooled a little. He was laughing and fist-pumping. I asked him, "Are you happier now?"
He grinned, said, "Yes!" and gave me a hug. Pulling away, he added, "Mike is so mean to me!"
Upon finding out that the judges for this week's Top Chef Master's elimination challenge were all writers/creators of the tv show LOST, Gllen scoffed, "How are the writers and creators of LOST even close to sober enough to judge Top Chef? Shouldn't they be in rehab right now?"
Did I mention that he isn't really a fan of LOST?
PS - I heart LOST.
Gllen had a dream last night that the two of us were the final contestants on Top Chef. We were going head to head in the final competition and for our signature dishes, I made a sushi roll and he made a spicy lamb roast.
The judges did not all arrive on time, so we had to wait for them to all show up. Tom Colicchio reamed me out for having an inedible piece of seaweed in my dish. (Gllen described it as giant and completely impossible to chew.) Gllen's dish had been sitting for so long, waiting for the judges to arrive that when Toby Young cut into it, it had become hollow on the inside.
Because we both had failed at our dishes, we both tied for first place. Then, Gllen woke up. After he told me about the dream, I said, "Well, that was a nice ending! In the dream, did you give me a kiss after we both won?"
He sort of scoffed at that. He replied, "No. I was pissed that I didn't win! I was so sure that I was going to win. But I guess if you leave you meat sitting too long, it gets hollow inside and the judges don't like that."
So much for happy endings.
