Daddy Long Legs, Pie, and "Dancing on Ice"

Date: June 18^th 2011

Time: 8:00 am

Location: Taupo, NZ, My Bed

Alright. What is with all the dang Daddy Long Legs’ around here??? Every time I turn around there’s a new one glaring at me from the corner. They know I hate them so they’ve come flocking. Too bad for them, I have a secret weapon. That’s right, you come into my flat, you get smothered and killed by the broom and dustpan. Warn your little creepy friends.

If you notice, the time above says 8:00 am. I have not been able to sleep past 7:30 for the life of me; which is interesting because at the end of the day I’m usually so wiped out! For example, last night I passed out while watching New Zealand’s Next Top Model, and the night before I passed out watching The Fellowship of the Ring.

So yesterday, my Mother will be happy to know, I earned some money. A new friend of mine, Alicia, invited me to help her clean a house and we split the earnings. It was actually kind of fun. Cleaning is pretty universal. There’s generally only one way to vacuum and usually only one way to put a fresh pillow case on a pillow.

Alicia then took me out to lunch and I got to experience my first pie (meat pie). Which are very big deals around here. I got the standard steak and cheese, which was fantastic. I’m thinking that the creators of Hot Pocket have tried a meat pie and perhaps decided to sully its name and Americanize it by throwing some pizza flavorings and questionable meats into them.

Alicia said that to be a true Kiwi I would have to put tomato sauce on it. I wasn’t so bold. I was enjoying it very much and I was also very hungry so I decided against trying to be Kiwi.

Alicia also took me on some touristy things. I got to “ooo” and “ahh” over Huka Falls, we went and got some coffee downtown and she also took me to the Honey Hive, where I got to taste different honeys and smother myself in different scented lotions and balms.

The end of the day was when I felt right at home. After dinner I watched “Dancing on Ice” with the women of the house. Together we made our own judgments of the British on-ice version of “Dancing with the Stars.” We considered their outfits and hair and decided whether or not their ice dancing was up to par or it was a total bore.

Interestingly, the only celebrity I recognized was Vanilla Ice. He did a lot better than some of the other contestants… the man must really be hurting for money.