I have just returned from NYC with my better half, where I got her to re-record the outgoing message on my voicemail, be a vegan for 24 hours, and almost crash a party Madonna was throwing in our super swank hotel. We had sunken square bathtubs I swam laps in, all the bellmen were models, and a mini-bar which included $5 condoms. We had such a good time (even though I spent half of it on the phone) on Good Morning America‘s dime (excluding the mini-bar. Lesson learned the hard way)!   
On Saturday night at 2 am I got chased down the street, stopped, and asked, “Are you YouTube girl?!” and photo op’d. I don’t have that picture yet– he promised he’d send it to me, even though he didn’t know my name.
We taped our segment bright and early yesterday morning, but they’re saying it ran extra long (Us? Mouthy? SHOCKING) so the earliest they have that much free air space is this coming Monday, May 11th at 8:15 am. I don’t want to spoil it, so I’m not gonna say anything until Monday, May 11th at 8:20 am, at which time I will have words. But in case you think I’m dreaming too, I do have this pic to prove that I really did cuddle on the GMA couch with Diane Sawyer (even though she looks like a hologram)

Oh, I will say this, cause I don’t think the cameras were rolling at this point, I asked her and Mike to make me an adoption offer so I’d seem more in demand to Steve. She laughed. In my language, that’s a “Yes.”

IRA on GMA Monday, May 11th at appx. 8:15 am.