Halfway there! Now that we’re through 2 of the 4 shows from the Pyrex’s “Hottest Culinary Couple in America” Competition, let’s review some of the feelings over the past 6 weeks:
- The shock of my circle of friends that I won anything with the letters “hot” in it….unless you were talking about “America’s Funnist PHOTo of a Bald Guy” competition. I’d win in a landslide.
- The disappointment of my family back in PA, who thought we’d be along side Bobby Flay and Guy Fieri on the Food Network. Sorry guys…not yet. But we’re working on it. (On a side note, doesn’t he look happy in that picture? Not sure why…I guess he really enjoys his job. Good for him.)
- The slow, painful overlap of my personal life and my work life, knowing that some of my co-workers now sneak a peek every time I bring my lunch, to give their own opinion on the “presentation.” Great, super.
- And finally, the stress that builds up inside of me, knowing that I need to add 4 hours to the start time of every video shoot we need to do for this series, due to you-know-who!
(Again, go to www.youtube.com/pyrexware for access to all videos – including the original 10 semifinalists.)
I’ll keep my focus on Sunday evening. 4:30 pm, with lots of activity in the neighborhood. All 4 kids are staring out the window, costumes on (with no help from the bride), wishing they were “part of the action.” I suggested we hold off until after trick-or-treating, and in Kat’s reaction, you would have thought I just suggested we sell our 6-year old at a deep discount…
The doorbell saved me, literally. A family was taking their 1-year-old (their only child) around the neighborhood before it got too crazy. How do I know it was their only child? Because 4 other adults – two women that were probably the kid’s aunts as well as the grandparents – were along for the trip. And did I mention that they took a picture of me giving the kid candy?!!? Anyway, Kat’s realization finally kicked in that, no matter how good she is at catching up, there was NO WAY we could do the 2nd video before Halloween kicked into full gear. She was in her dressing room (ok, our bathroom) doing who-knows-what to get ready.
One small win, as she had no choice but to go along with me on delaying the shoot. I’ll call it her “Lindsay Lohan” moment – everyone involved in the shoot (OK, it was just me) was ready to go but the star was nowhere to be found. Where’s Jane Fonda to kick some a$$ when you need her?