Cocaine Princess here.
Wednesday night I had the best night’s sleep possibly on record. I began nodding off around 11pm and didn’t wake up until 9am. A full 10 uninterrupted hours. I awoken rested and ready to take on the day.
I’m joking.
But I did fall asleep around 11ish and slept until 2am. A full 3 uninterrupted hours! I didn’t feel like getting out of bed so at first I just stared at the ceiling and then stared at the neon green digits of my alarm clock for exactly 5 minutes before getting up. I went into A's room and kind of hoovered over her. Lord she was sleeping so peacefully......that is until I woke her up- by total accident of course! When I turned around to leave I banged my toe on the bed post and out loud said oh snap and quickly put my hand over my mouth. Too late. She had awoken. I crawled under the covers and snuggled beside her. 'Can't sleep darling?' she asked sleepily. 'Not a wink,' I replied. 'How come?' 'Because at some point in my life I must have done or said something to anger the sleep gods.' 'Are you hungry, you want me to make you something?' 'I’m not that hungry.' 'You know we have Klondike bars.' 'We do?' I excitedly asked. 'How come I didn't see them?' 'You probably would have if it wasn't for the lifetime supply of cheesecake occupying the freezer,' she explained. 'Are you thirsty?' 'I'm parched,' I answered. 'You want a cup of warm milk?' 'Nah, I'm not in the mood.' 'Well are you in the mood for a glass of wine because there's a new bottle in the cabinet.' 'I'm not drinking red wine,' I said back. 'That’s right you and your little group of friends only drink Cristal and Dom. P,' she said in a teasing voice. 'And Moet,' I added, 'can't forget the Moet.' 'How much did you have to drink during your vay-cay?' 'I hardly had a drop,' I replied and then bit down on my lip.
I decided to watch TV and in my attempt to find something to watch even with a satellite I couldn’t believe how many infomercials were on or how many different channels the movie Righteous Kill was airing on.
I did come across one movie, 'Rat Race.' The plot seemed interesting enough so I decided to watch it while eating 2 juicy tangerines. It's a great comedy with a large cast of actors.
Yesterday afternoon my sister came home in the middle of the day. I was concerned and asked if everything was alright? 'The school board decided to send everyone home early. There's a storm heading our way,' she explained. I looked to the window and it was so sunny and so bright. 'Are you sure?' I asked while flipping over to the city’s news channel. Underneath the news anchor desk there was a headline that kept repeating over and over- WINTER STORM WATCH.
For the 6th straight year in a row the measly rodent has been wrong. We've had rough and tough winters in the past but this year Mother Nature is on the war path and is holding some sort of grudge against us. 'I bet you're wishing you had stayed with Valentina a little longer,' A commented. 'What? No of course not. I was dying to get back home,' I said. 'Look me in the face and say that,' she requested. So I did. 'With your eyes open.' (Oh did I mention my eyes were closed?) I looked in her eyes and attempted to say 'no' with a straight face but couldn't. I’m such a terrible liar because I always start giggling.
Last night was Thursday and what was on? HELL'S KITCHEN of course! Before I get to that I want to tell you about another reality show I've been watching and depending where you live you may or may not have heard about it. It’s called 'The Week The Women Went.' The show is in its' second season.
"The show is part documentary, part reality television, that explores what happens when all the women in an ordinary Canadian town disappear for a week and leave the men and children to cope on their own." The show is filmed in Tatamagouche, Nova Scotia. These poor men......
Back to Hell's Kitchen.
This week's competition- whichever team could shuck the most scallops (according to Chef Hot Head's standard) would be rewarded with a day trip to Catalina Island. It was close and the Blue Team won by one point.
During dinner service Chef Ramsay made no attempt in holding back his tongue. A few things said and done by Mr. Personality:
Blue Team
A contestant cooked a piece of fish. After Chef Ramsay inspected it he threw it at the contestant because it was undercooked.
Red Team
One of the female chefs overcooked the risotto so Chef Ramsay decided to ask her a question. And what was the question?
'Are you a f****ing, stupid cow?!'
Wow! It's beyond me how these contestants remain so cool while listening to Ramsay shove harsh and vile insults down their throats. I realize what's at stake but at the same time I wonder is it really worth it to be degraded and humiliated on television for millions to see?
Another contestant Ramsay seemed to enjoy hurdling insults at, Colleen. (She is the contestant who has her own cooking school and was picked on in last week's episode.) He said right to her face she wasn't a cooking teacher but a thief for taking people’s money because she didn't possess any culinary skills. He didn't so much say it as he did scream it at her.
In the end the Red Team lost and Colleen and Lacey were on the chopping block. Neither was sent home because one of the other contestants did something so selfless it actually melted Gordon Ramsay's frosty personality. Maybe he is human after all.
The teams are now even. 14 men. 14 women.
My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday!
Have a smashing weekend!
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
