Teri Hatcher's Celebrity Yard Sale

Hi all, Amiee here!

I'm back at Sara Berman LA HQ after a manic weekend including Teri Hatcher's Celebrity Yard Sale for St. Jude Children's Research Hospital and RockSTAR Music Education.

We had a great time and the atmosphere was amazing!...

Lessons From Gilby Clarke

Lovely dinner at Amiee's house in the hills. Gilby Clarke says Ginger #1 needs to practice her guitar scales. Luckily he was able to give her a signed pick to use. Given the first album she ever bought was Guns N' Roses, she was suitably impressed and may even take heed. I have since claimed the pick. Obviously.

My Saviour from Death by Sugar

I realise that to blog about food is a little sad. I could be telling you about Paul Mcartney playing harmonica to Ginger #1, or Neice La Blonde playing drums with Gilby Clark of Guns N Roses. But actually I am pretty obsessed by the food here in LA.

I have just eaten my first proper meal in 2 weeks because the food here is so spectacularly bad. It is absolutely loaded gshmoaded with sugar. Even bread has more sugar than your average merangue and I have found it really hard to stomach. Anyway today we found Joan's On Third and my world has shifted on its axis... Soooooooo yummy! Big up Joan's!

Deli lunch at the amazing Joan's On Third

Stripy Barnet Be Gone!

Amiee isn't the only one to migrate out to the City of Angels. Our friends Leanne and James moved out last year to set up their own salon - Galvin Benjamin so of course I had to pop by and check it out.

The outside of the salon

Travels with my gang are never boring.

Flying to LA in style and we manage to get into an air rage misdemeanor with an angry Outsized Mexican who takes issue with Ginger #2's inability to understand the concept of sleeping in the daytime with the lights on. Apparently the outrageous cost of his ticket should entitle him to flying nivarna. Ginger #2 did not see the logic in this. So Outsized Mexican loses his cool, Husband in Travel Mode gets suitably defensive and the upshot is that we get a security detail to escort us off the plane in case Outsized Mexican jumps on us from behind the baggage carosel. Think the paps got us confused with Demi and Ashton. Obviously. Rock on LA!

The Frustrating Incident Of The Volcanic Ash And Fleas

As a rule I try to write this blog about work and not my life in general but due to force majeure my work is on hold. I have spent the last 2 weeks in Tel Aviv and now we can't leave for the foreseeable future due to Icelandic ash. To be fair, I have been stuck in worse situations and am really quite chuffed to be forced to enjoy an extra week’s holiday. However it must be noted that Iceland is proving to be a royal pain in the arse of late. It is quite amazing that such a small country could warrant so much trouble. First their banks go bankrupt, then their country follows suit, they rob a whole bunch of British and Dutch pensioners of their life savings and now their apparently inactive volcano goes and erupts causing chaos and havoc to pretty much everything and everyone. Surely this teeny tiny country is disproportionately irritating by anyone’s standards?

To add insult to injury the fabulous Persian rug which I bought (after considerable and very skilled bartering- for only 1000 shekels -about 200 quid) from a Syrian street vendor, has flees. Afore mentioned flees are now suspected to be living in my 6 year old daughter's hair, which after three days in the same plaits now resembles Dave-the-dreadlocked-dad from school.

The fabulous Persian rug

The vacuum cleaner is broken and insists on spewing more dirt out than it manages to suck up and I am not entirely sure if the dishwasher is done for too, or if I keep forgetting to turn it on. Either way my dishes are dirty, the floor is a mess and the flat is likely a flee pit. This is what happens when I don't I go work!

And just so you understand the enormity of the situation - what with me playing house wife over here, Amiee has popped off to live in LA for a year or so to run SB USA. Obviously I am already missing her to madness but it will be great for the business and I shall be forced to spend time over in sunny California. Very tough. Maybe I will go straight from here!

She just Sykped me to let me know that she is going to Lake Shrine this afternoon. Apparently some amazing spiritual place where according to Amiee the Dalai Lama is buried. Or maybe Ghandi.  She wasn't 100% sure which one but it is a place to go if you want to find yourself. Or various dead spiritual leaders. Five days in LA and she goes all Californian on me.