The LG Mobile House in Cabo San Lucas has many celebrity soirees slated to take place here over the summer. Being the thorough journalist that I am, I agreed to come down here for a couple of days to see for myself where the parties will take place, making eventually writing about them easier when the time comes. My job can be so trying ;) Last night we stayed up late playing beer pong on a surf board in the pool that overlooks the ocean. Last time I played beer pong I was at Dave Annable's house. He's scheduled to come here in a few weeks with his Brothers & Sisters co-stars and I'm sure they'll do the same. This morning I got a knock on my door saying that breakfast was available for another hour. It was 11am. Three waiters served us pancakes, fresh fruit and yogurt and eggs any way we wanted them. I wonder if Nicolette Sheridan will wake up just to eat when she's here with Michael Bolten later this month. In an hour we're getting ocean-front massages. "Disaster Movie' co-stars Carmen Electra and Kim Kardashian will be doing the same Aug. 4. Someone's gotta try them out to make sure they're up to par prior ;) I'm also getting some work in, working remotely poolside. This is my view. I call this photo "Happy Feet."

I got back from Nashville yesterday and I leave for Cabo tomorrow so I skipped the ESPY parties tonight to pack, unpack and relax - and because I heard Justin Timberlake was bailing on the parties and frankly I was tired.

 

8pm: I got home from a long day at the office - Yes, I do go sometimes.

 

11pm: I finally motivated to pack and unpack, knowing afterwards I could go to sleep.

 

12am: I get a burst of energy.

 

12:15: I start doing pilates. I should go to sleep.

 

1am: I get an urge to explore my new tolerance for Country music and download Big & Rich, Tim McGraw and Garth Brooks tunes from itunes. Also download a George Jones song. I know  his name but have gotta admit to not knowing much (any) of his music. When I was interviewed John Rich (pictured) on his tour bus before a taping of Nashiville Star Monday night Mr. Jones  told me I am "pretty as a peach." I'm told he's one of the greatest living country stars  and that's a pretty big compliment. I'm flattered, least I can do is listen to some of his music...I was singing the line of the country song, "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" since I got to Nashville - and tried to mount a saddled barrel for a photo opp. I didn't know until five minutes prior to my spontaneous interview with John Rich that he wrote and sings the song. And here I was liking him for just for his sometimes harsh but honest commentary on Nasville Star.

 

1:30am: I pour a glass of wine. I should be sleeping.

 

1:32am: Decide it's a good time to blog becasue it's been a whole three hours since I've spoke to someone and this is a good forum for me to babble, obviously.

 

I:40am: About to browse my bookshelf for a new book to read. I should be sleeping.

 

My friend's picking me up to head to LAX en route to Cabo at 6am.

 

I should be sleeping...

I’m in Nashville, Tennessee. I’ve wanted to come here for a long time and so far it’s been all that and then some.

Not able to resist one last Rey Berry (Patron with muddled strawberries and a splash of lime juice) from Crown Bar, I stayed out until 2am Friday night.

I was in bed by 3am.

At 5am a car picked me up from the airport.

A few hours later Amber and I landed in Nashville and a driver was there to take us to the ginormous Gaylord Opryland Resort where the next day, today, tonight, actually in a few minutes, FUSE, the first Vegas-style club in Nashville, will have a grand opening hosted by Kim Kardashian. Kid Rock is deejaying. Kid I understand, Kim not as much. Last night we had a nice dinner at a wine bar with my friend Cassie. Cassie is from Nashville. I met her when she moved to New York for a bit. At the time she was a publicist for Taylor Swift and I went to lunch with Cassie, Taylor and Taylor’s mom. Cassie moved back to Nashville and is doing fantastic. After dinner she took us to a bar that looked like a little Tao. She took us there so I could meet Justin Gaston, the hot, hot, hot Nashville Star cast-off. He made the final 11 but he was eliminated a few weeks ago. He’s cute. He’s a singer/songwriter. More singer/songwriter than country.  He’s going to be in a big country artist’s video soon. So I hear. He’s cute. He’s 19. Unbelievable. Next we went to Broadway so we could see Honky Tonk bars. We went to Paradise Park. It was fun. I was told today Carrie Underwood was a few bars down at Tin Roof. This morning I went to rehearsals for Nashville Star. I interviewed Melissa Lawson. I think she’s going to win. She has five sons and has lost 80lbs. in the last six or so months. She was inspirational. You can read the interview in OK! July 28. If I was a gambling girl I’d say she’s going to win. And Gabe Garcia is going to be in the top two. After rehearsal we went back to Broadway. I took touristy pictures. Ended up at Tootsies listening to more Country Music than I’ve ever heard in my lifetime. We drank bloody mary’s. All the salt made us not so hungry but passing Cracker Barrel en route back to the hotel Amber and I still thought it would be a good idea to stop and try it. It wasn’t. I had mushy green beans and carrots. She had runny eggs and goopy grits. We could have done without both. Now we’re going to the party. Amber knows more about Country so she’s going to do the red carpet in my place. Stay tuned ;) xo

I took a plane to NYC Friday and spent a quiet rainy night in the city before taking a cab and a bus to get to the Hamptons, for a very wet weekend. Although I enjoyed a fourth of July barbecue at the house where the owners of Dune nightclub spend their summer, and Kobe Club for drinks with old friends afterwards, getting soaked in the rain standing in the street trying to get a cab for an hour put a damper on my fun. I did play tennis, in the drizzle, and go for a ride on my friend’s boat, in the fog, but now I sit at my rented desk in the NYC office reflecting on the last time I saw the sunshine. It was Thursday afternoon before I left. I put the top down and drove out to Venice for an American’s Second Harvest event at The Boys & Girls Club. At first I was apprehensive about driving so far (it’s the farthest I’ve driven yet!) but it was for a good cause. Who knew there were so many hungry children in such a seemingly affluent beachfront community! I decided going would help do my part to do some good. Although, as volunteers handed out food as part of a new summer school lunch program, I just watched. I didn’t personally feed even one person. I spoke to David Arquette, who spent his lunch feeding the children. But I guess by talking to him, and telling you, I'm helping to spread awareness. I asked David about his daughter Coco and if there was going to be a Friends movie. You’ll have to read a future OK! for his responses. In between my prying about his personal life and trying for a bit more out of him than that Honey Nut Cheerios are Coco’s favorite food, David rattled off stats like a machine, telling me: -Last year the organization provided food for 25 million people, nine million of them kids and three million seniors. -They distributed 2 billion pounds of food lst year. -There are 18 million kids who depend on school lunches to get fed. Last year the program fed 2 million of them over the summer. This year they’re goal is to feed the other 16 million as well. -You can learn more about the program at www.secondharvest.org. David knew all of this by heart. It seemed to come from the heart. He has a heart and is funny. My preconceived notion of David Arquette was that he’s a bit goofy. Possibly immature. As he drove off in his Mercedes, that he drove to the event he came to by himself, without a publicist, stylist or umbrella holder, I walked away thinking he may be a bit goofy, but he’s also a compassionate and sincere and charming guy. I’m going back to LA in less than 48 hours. Do I miss New York? Ask me next time I spend a sunny day here.