I'm in Los Angeles with my family for the premiere (T minus five hours and counting), and so much ridiculous stuff has happened I barely know where to begin.

Should I write about sitting two tables away from Simon Cowell at lunch yesterday? ("He's who? On what show?" Nanna demanded. Then Simon pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit up, and Nanna's eyes narrowed. "I don't like the smoking.")

Should I discuss how that lunch was followed up with a Larry Flynt sighting? (We told Nanna he was a judge on American Idol, too, to avoid controversy).

Nah.

I think I will tell you about the camera crew from Entertainment Tonight that followed me this morning as I shopped for my premiere-night outfit at Marina Rinaldi, and interviewed me about the book, the movie, and life in general. (It's supposed to air tomorrow night!)

I actually got to look into the camera and utter the phrase "See you on the red carpet, ET," thus ensuring that I can die happy.

Hands-down favorite moment: Nanna on camera. "How will you handle the red carpet?" asked the producer.

"Well, I don't know," said Nanna. "I've never done anything like this before."

"It can get very loud," the producer cautioned.

Nanna nodded, unfazed. "I"ll turn off my hearing aid," she said.

More soon...

Jen