My mom has this friend who has always been an awesome baker. Seriously! Whenever my b-day rolls around, all I can do is watch the clock tick away as I wait for the cupcake that I know will be coming. it’s THE gift I always look forward to!
Well, this super cool lady has decided that it’s time to share her wickedly mega-delish cupcakes with the whole world… okay- not the whole world- but with people in her town!
She’s started selling batches of cupcakes to local restaurants! HOW COOL IS THAT?!? She has this rock’n talent & it’s something she loves- and she’s now doing it everyday and making a living at it!!!
I hope I have the guts to do this when I get older- make my “job” the thing I truly love. I mean, this lady used to be a teacher, but she got all exhausted and wasn’t finding joy in it anymore. I think her doing this is the bravest thing I’ve seen in a billion years. That might sound funny when you remember that my sister gets up and signs & dances in front of bazillions of people – but Danni’s been doing this for so long now that it’s easy for her. Don’t get me wrong – I’m world-class proud of my sis- but she hasn’t really taken a big chance for a couple of years now.. basically since she hit it big & got famous.
This lady was taking a MAJOR risk & it looks as if it’s totally going to pay off. I love happy endings… almost as much as I love mega-mondo yummy cupcakes!
I can’t sleep so I’m up late watching this old movie called “Wall Street”.
WOW- the 80’s- I love the music but the rest of it- blech!
Everything looks slick and shiny & fake and gross! It appears that none of the guys back then ever washed their hair and the women all must have spent hours getting their hair to be so BIG!
And EVERYONE is smoking- inside meetings, at dinner… it’s beyond gross.
So- the next time my mom starts talking about “the good old days”, I’m SO not going to be buying it.
I wanted a summer vacation and I got one!
We went out to the desert for a couple of days. It was insanely hot! it was so hot that even our camera crew gave up on trailing us whenever we went outside. That was the good part. The bad part was that it was the kind of hot where you couldn’t step on the sidewalk in bare feet for even a second! Seriously! I thought it would be a hoot to walk around in the baby pool, but when I dipped my foot in- it was practically a soup pot! If any little kid had tried swimming in there they’d have been cooked! YIKES!
But still, it was wicked fun getting to jump from swimming pool to swimming pool. The people at the hotel said there were road runners all around, but I didn’t see any. maybe I didn’t know what I was looking for. I was looking for a road runner like the one in the cartoon- super tall and faster than fast… but then again- that is a cartoon. Do you know what a real road runner looks like? I guess I don’t.
Olga and I have canceled 4 trips to the beach so far because it’s been so cold & cruddy. What’s up with that? It’s JULY! Did someone forget to tell the weatherman???
Danni has been so bummed with all this gloomy weather that she actually stayed home today and read a book!
Yup- you read that right. My sister- the pop star princess – actually stayed in the house the whole day with her nose buried inside a novel. I could be snotty and make a joke about her needing help with the big words- but that wouldn’t be fair (true but not fair- lol).
Our family TV crew must be bored out of their gourds watching us laze about and do nothing. But what’s the point of having to work so hard to have fun when it should be easy? We should be handing at the beach, swimming in the pool, having water balloon fights- but if we tried any of that- we’d all end up sick for a week with rotten head colds… and there’s nothing worse than a wheazy, sneezy summer cold.
Mega-excitement over here! All three of my books – the ones written by Kimberly Greene about my crazy life- are going to be published here in the US!
My Sister’s a Pop Star
The Fame Game & Me (originally titled I’m SO Not a Pop Star)
My Life on TV
All three- here- in my own backyard! They won’t be in the bookstores until Jan – but just knowing they are coming is beyond cool. So now I’m torn- will having people around me reading the story of my life be fun or will it bring even more drama into my already nutty life? Hmm……………………………………….. I’m going to have to think about this some more.
What do you- my faithful blog readers- think? Is this a good thing or another mucho biggo problemo on the horizon?
Sam
This am at breakfast at the cafe down the street, this little kid got a cupcake with a “3″ candle in it and everyone sang Happy Birthday to him. It was funny because he didn’t seem to get all the people looking at him, all he wanted was to blow out that candle.
My mom laughed and said how cute it was to see someone so excited about their birthday. I thought that was a weird thing to say- I LOVE my bdays- but then I realized she was talking about herself. Mom doesn’t like us to make a big fuss on her bday. I always that that was just her not wanting to be the center of attention- never realized she ha a thing about getting old- because she’s so NOT!
Why do grown-ups get so hinky about age? Why can’t they be like that kid today who was just excited to get to blow out a candle? Seriously- once you become a grown-up life is beyond exciting because you can do anything you want- right? AM I missing something????
It’s no secret I’m not a great chef.
Basically, if the instructions are anything more than- “open box, pour into bowl, add milk”- I’m hopeless.
But I tried really hard last week to make a cake for my best friend’s b-day.
DISASTER!
Okay- so I destroyed the kitchen in the process of making the most inedible cake ever- it happens. Here’s where the “grrrrrrr” comes in.
It got filmed for my sister’s reality TV show & the tape of me making a huge mess and then gagging as I tasted my creation somehow ended up on the Internet. WHY??? WHY???
And now I’m getting a TON of email from people either totally laughing at me or ending me their fool-proof cake recipes. Everybody’s a critic. Everybody knows exactly what I did wrong. Did I ask for advice????
-sigh-
It’s my sister’s reality show- so why does it keep messing with MY real life???
Sam
Okay- it’s June.
Where’s my summer vacation?
I always think of summer as chill out time. School’s out. Everyone mellows & heads to the beach or on a camping trip, right?
Not in my world. Danni had singing gigs lined up from now all through September and Mom thinks we need to go with her to get in some quality family time. HUH? When Danni’s performing, it takes up every single minute of the day. It’s not as if she can go out and do anything when she’s got to go on stage that night and sing & dance her heart out for over 2 hours. She’s toast all day- beyond exhausted.
That means my day “with her” is spent sitting in a hotel room trying to not make too much noise to wake her up. She even just grumbled at me about typing “too loud”.
Give me a break- a real break!
Danni had a commitment this am to do a fan meet & greet and sign autographs. It was a very long morning/afternoon. On the way home, I was starving!!! I whined so much about it that Robert had the limo pull over at some restaurant that seemed to me to be in the middle of no where (it really wasn’t “no where”- but it was a part of town I’d never been in before).
I didn’t know what to order so I asked the waitress what was the best thing on the menu. She smiled & brought me, “the house special”.
It was a plate with a piece of fried chicken & a waffle.
I thought she was kidding me. I’d never heard of anyone eating a waffle (obvious breakfast food) with friend chicken (usually dinner or picnic food). Guess what- it was AWESOME!!!
Who thought of this? Seriously- if you’ve never had fried chicken and a waffle- run to the first place you can find that will make this for you. It’s my newest fav food (well… after ice cream).
Seems my blog is getting a lot of spam comments lately. Here’s the tricky part: the spam is complimentary. They say nice things, “I really like this blog”, or “Great posts here”, but then I look at the email and it’s wicked obvious that the “compliment” is total baloney! These people haven’t even read my blog. They just want their email (which seems to always be a link to something lame like “fake fancy watches” or “free credit reports” (as if – I’m not even 15 – why would I even have credit to report on???).
BUTÂ I still feel guilty deleting the comments because they seem kind.
Grrrrrrr. Shoo spammers! Just leave me alone.