Mom and dad go to Egypt!

So, I'm checkin' my email and Vanna's blog post, and I find out that she's filled out papers to try to adopt these 2 Egyptian kids.

Personally, I think she's crazy.

Not that the kids aren't cute, from the pix she posted they're adorable... but I'm not sure about this.

Apparently mom has found out about Vanna's plan, too. Of course she's found out. It was in the paper! If mom wasn't already teed off at Vanna, if they hadn't already had this big blowup over her book, then this latest thing has really set her off. So much so, that she and dad booked a flight and headed to Egypt themselves! Since I still have school, I plan to stay at Noah and Neil's while they're gone. I can't see myself in this house by myself.
I'd only been to Noah's place once before, when I was still little and Neil's parents were getting married.

Interview with a Mummy

Hey, it's me, Bas. My globetrotting sister is in Egypt (again), lol.

Welp, here it is. It's my sister's book. It was published the day before she came back from China. It's caused all hell to break loose in the house and the whole town is talking about it. Daisy, who works in the bookstore, says it can't keep enuf copies on the shelf to keep up with all the peeps askin' about it. I'm not gonna read it, myself; heck, I've heard more than enuf about it from mom and other folks. Daisy says she's started to read it and she's like on page 49 or somethin.'

I do think the hoopla over the book caused Vanna to leave this time. She and mom had this huge fight right after she came back from China and they're not even speakin' to each other now. Mom is upset over the book; she says Vanna painted an unfair picture of her in it. For the record, Vanna says it's all fiction.

What I do know is on the front page of it there's a dedication in it to Aunt Margaret. I didn't know her that well, she died when I was a baby. Vanna says she was a 2nd mother to her, though.

Breakfast with Bassy

Very early the next morning, after the dust settled, Bassy and I were eating pancakes in the kitchen. He was starting to fill me in on what was going on while I was in China.

Then, he told me, "Vanna, mom's upset about your book. She said she didn't like what you wrote about her in it."

I shook my head. "Bassy, mom is upset about more than the book. This has been building for some time now."

"But why? Why can't you get along?"

"Bassy, sweetie," I told him, "a lot of the stuff that happened between us happened well before you were even born."

"What kinds of things?" Bassy was really, really pressing me. He was pressing me to answer questions I wasn't ready to answer.

"She doesn't like what I do for a living, for starters."

"For what it's worth, I think it's pretty cool what you do." He flashed me his gigawatt smile. It's the same one dad has, the kind that lights up an entire room. "Everybody at school wants to know where my sister is going next."

"She wants me to get a nice boring office job or to sit at home waiting for some mythical prince to rescue me."

"Say," Bassy asked, his eyes lighting up, "how'd you get that gig? And why do you do it?

"I signed up for it, at this website. Easy peasy. "

"Why do you do it? I mean, why'd you sign up for it?"

"'Cause I like to push myself, test my limits. 'Cause when I was younger I used to like to explore the catacombs in the cemetery."

"You went in there?"

"Sure did. Plenty of times."

I would have continued the conversation, but my plane was leaving for Egypt. I had a mission to finish.

Continued on The Savannah Plumb Chronicles

Me and Daisy sittin' in a tree....(cont'd)

Hey Vanna, u'll never guess what happened...

It all started, oddly enuf, when I confronted Daisy 'bout Ernie. I made her promise me it would never happen again.

I couldn't jus' throw away our friendship over him.

Had to admit, she felt really, really good in my arms. I still have the scent of her perfume in my nose.

"Baby, you're like a masterpiece -- you get better with age."

"Ohh -- say it again!" she cried.

Well, you can guess what happened next. Haha

Yep, it was pucker-up time. They say there's no time like the first time. Ahhh.

To top off this really, really good day, I'm chillin' on your bed, Vanna.

Luv u. Later, Bas

Me and Daisy sittin' in a tree....

Yo, Bas here. Vanna's in China. The woman does not keep still.

Ain't seen Ernie since that day I was at his house. But I rode home with Daisy on the bus. She was kinda shifty, but then I asked her if she hooked up with him before I got there that day.
"U think I was with him?" she asked me.
"Sure looked like that 2 me," I told her.
"Bas, c'mon! Ernie & I, we homies! You know I wouldn't do nothin' like dat 2 ya."





Daisy & I ran off the bus and towards her living room. She said she had somethin' 2 show me.



"Bas, I saw this yesterday at the bookstore."
My mouth fell 2 the floor. It was my sister on the cover of a magazine. When did she even have time 2 do this spread?
I'm used 2 seein' mom and dad on these, but my sister too???
"I knew she was your sister so I bought it and I looked at the pix. Most of 'em are in Egypt. Is she some kind of adventurer or something?"
"That's exactly what she is," I told her. "She says she's studying ancient history, but she's doin' more than that."




I realized I was alone...with Daisy. Her 'rents weren't home. I had a few butterflies in my stomach, 4 sure. I needed 2 know da truth.
"Did u hook up with Ernie be4 I got there?"
"Bas, you know that ain't true. Ernie jus' pullin' yo' chain."
"So u think Ernie's lyin' 2 me."
"He got 2 be. I ain't nevah touched him!"
I wasn't sure whether 2 believe her or not. Should I? More later, got 2 do my homework, Bas