Here’s the thing- I really don’t like to sleep. It feels like wasted time- when I should be reading or writing or doing something.
However- it’s super early on a very cold, rainy Saturday morning and snuggling into my big bed with my wickedly comfy blanket & a snoozing the whole day away sounds beyond delicious. In fact, as soon as I post this, I’m going to do just that!
Does this mean I’m getting more mature? What kid would ever choose to spend a Saturday shnoodled in their bed? Yup, that’s me- getting more mature by the day… either that or I’m getting sick again.
(sigh)
Sam
After being in a reality show for a while now, you’d think I’d remember that any “problem” I mention gets “heard” by a gazillion people. I talked to my mom (and posted here on my blog) about my little tree problem & since then I’ve had a truck load of emails & comments (okay- not a real truck load- but you get the idea) from people telling me how to help my tree.
That’s both cool and freaky. I have to learn to watch what I say & do since so many people hear my words or read my thoughts. What’s going to happen when I have a really serious problem (like with a boy or a zit) and need to discuss it with my mom? Can I have those talks without it being on TV for Planet Earth to chime in???
Thanks for the advice everyone- but you can stop now. It’ll take me 200 years to go through all the tips & tricks everyone has sent in.
Sam
I planted a special tree (don’t ask- for a sad reason). Now, I’m awesome with animals- but plants? SOS!!! (or would it be SMT- Save My Tree?)! I’m doing everything I can to help the baby tree grow- but all the advice is just making it worse. Water it too much and the leaves will turn yellow. Don’t water it enough and the leaves will turn yellow. URGH! MY mom says I should just let the gardener take care of it- but it’s MY tree in memory of someone I love/miss. Seems pretty pathetic to “dump” it off on someone else just because I’m a doofus, but if things begin to look bad- I will suck it up and beg the gardener to help me help my tree. Do tree doctors make house calls? OH- I guess they’d HAVE to, wouldn’t they?
lol
Get this- my sister was filming a music video today. Now, outside the studio it was raining cats & dogs & bears & hogs & any other animal you can think of. The “scene” that took the longest to complete was my sister dancing in an “alley in the rain” (it was a special set in the corner of the sound stage. The problem- the engineers couldn’t get the “rain” to fall on the set because the overhead pipes were clogged.
I asked why they didn’t just step outside and film the scene in the real ally with the real rain. The director laughed at me and said, “We can’t shoot outside. That rain isn’t rainy enough.”
Yes- a grown-up actually said that… with a totally straight face.
(sigh)
It seems that the biggest thing around right now is food from a truck- not a box from some massive 18 wheeler- but food cooked in a small “kitchen on wheels”. My sister was going on and on about how awesome this is and how all the cool people are always hanging around these trucks, so today when I went with her to do an interview, I saw a couple of these “rolling roach coaches” outside the studio and thought I’d give it a chance.
The first one I tried was beyond awful! I waited in line for 30 minutes for the worst cupcake of my life! How do you mess up a cupcake? It’s a cake- in a little cup, right? This thing was as dry as a hunk of wood and the frosting was mushy and tasteless (frosting is basically butter & sugar- how can you go wrong with butter & sugar??)
Feeling like a doofus who’d wasted her time, money, & appetite on a stupid trend, I slunk over to the next truck, expecting more disappointment (why? I was there, I was still hungry, and I smelled vanilla coming from this other truck and no one can walk away from vanilla). EUREKA! I found heaven on wheels! French toast sticks! Serious yummage! Who thought of this? It’s genius! My BFF & I ate enough French toast sticks to build a ladder from here to Mars! The only bad thing was that the video crew tracked me down & got footage of me shoving French toasts sticks into my face (with syrup ooooooozzing down my chin) and my mom saw it and was… pleased (no) /proud (not quite) /peaved (BINGO!)
So, my official take on fancy-shmancy food trucks:
Cupcakes = meh!
French toast sticks = more!!!!!
I hear there is a grilled cheese truck out there that is off-the-charts! Grilled cheese? I have GOT to give that a try.
Sam
From being out late at the awards thingy with Danni the other night- I caught a super awful cold. As if feeling like death-on-a-stick isn’t bad enough, I ordered in some soup (love being able to order delivery online!) and when the delivery guy arrived, he stuck his cell phone inside the door, trying to get a picture of my sister! I told him to stop doing that and he stuck his cell phone right into my face and got a close up of my very stuffed, red, & puffy nose. Nice, huh? I’m sure you won’t be surprised that I didn’t give him a tip… and that the picture has already popped up on a couple gossip sites (sigh).
Sam
I was my sister’s “date” at this award show tonight and it was freaky. I was seated next to a famous guy- a dude WAAAAY more famous than even Danni- and the guy would only talk to me when the camera focused on him. The second he saw the lens swing round our way, he’d smile at me and laugh as if he was having the best time ever, but once it turned away, it was as if I didn’t exist.
Here’s where it got good- turns out Mr. Famous is about to start filming a new movie and the producers want Danni to be in and record the title song (that was why we were at the same table tonight). So after I told Danni how rude this guy was to me, she turned down the offer from the producers… who then gave Mr. Famous the order to make “nice” and get Danni back on board with the movie. Thus, the same guy who was “too important” to really talk to me the first half of the evening, spent the entire “after show party” following me around and totally trying to make nice.
LOL! It got so bad I told Danni to go ahead and do the movie just to get Mr. Famous to leave me alone already!
So far so good.
I haven’t done anything to embarrass myself or my family so far this year! Already doing better than 2009.
Why does everyone think that just because my sister is a great singer/dancer, I must be one too?
Does this mean Danni should as good a horse rider as I am… because she’s not. She’s beyond clueless when it comes to horses. She can barely tell the tip of a horse’s nose from his tale!
Ok- that last sentence isn’t true- but come on- it’s funny.
Sam
Man- it’s hot today! How funny that “hot” is now the word we use to describe something that before we said was “cool”.
Here are some words I use to describe stuff I like:
awesome
amazing
rocking (or rockin’)
wicked
Sometimes my mom doesn’t understand my use of the words. The other day I said something was “wicked” and she thought that meant I didn’t like it. Funny, huh?
More soon- promise!