The girls and I have been faithfully watching the Bravo reality series called Top Chef for the entire past season and it has been a great one.
Last night, the final episode of Season 4 aired - it was down to Richard Blaise, Stephanie Izard and that Lisa person, who is possibly the most unpleasant personality who's ever appeared on a reality series, and yes, I'm including Survivor's Richard Hatch in that list. Let me just say that the girl has no manners at all and the truculent abrasiveness of a fourteen-year-old boy. My husband was watching the TiVo'd episode with us this morning and after observing her brusque and touchy demeanor, he said thoughtfully "She seems like one of those lesbians who's all, 'I'm a lesbian, so whatcha gonna do about that?'"
Aisling spoke up and said, "No, Daddy, she's not lesbian. She said she's Jewish."
I love homeschooling. My husband and I traded an "Aw, she's so cute" smile.
Anyway, Lisa didn't win. Stephanie did, and the girls and I were very pleased. But we were sad at the same time that Richard didn't win, which led to a confusing and emotional moment on our couch when the three of us were crying with happiness for Stephanie, whom we loved, who was incandescent with joy, and crying with sadness for our dear Richard, whom we loved, whose high hopes were so dashed. It's very difficult being human, sometimes.
We can hardly wait until Season 5. Oh, that it would start tomorrow!
If you haven't watched this show before, you should. It's just very, very good.
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