sometimes it is a mistake

to sit down. You know the feeling where you keep going and going and then you sit down and you realize you can't move? Another busy day. Spent the morning paying my mother's bills only to find we were out of stamps. And the post office is completely sold out of forever stamps - naturally! This afternoon, I spent a couple of hours at the studio and had to do something with a bright pink piece of fabric I found. Yeccch. I shibori'd it with black dye (604 + 609)and it still looks blue. Oh, well. Better than solid pink! Had lunch with my friend Trina and was treated to a description of her encounter with the Obama family last weekend in Kensington, MD. Trina's granddaughter goes to the elementary school whose basketball team (of eight year olds) has played a 3 game tournament with Sidwell Friends' team. Michelle was at the first two games and rumor had it that Barak might drop by to watch Sasha play. Indeed, he did: and Trina, her daughter Amy and grandaughter Isabel were THERE, sitting only a few feet away from the Prez, who showed up and cheered his daughter's team on. Trina thought that Michelle was prettier without makeup than with it and looked like an ordinary mom, hair pulled back in a short ponytail. Both Obamas were relaxed, enthusiastic, and absolutely charming. How cool is that?? Tomorrow, my fiber group meets and I hope Hollie remembers to bring my shearling clogs that I left at her house last month. Don't ask how you leave your shoes at someone's house... 'night.xo to all.