Shake it!

I survived my bellydance performance. Funny enough my brain could not remember what move to do next but luckily the rest of my was on autopilot and did what it was supposed to do. I looked pretty decent too I think. Plus it was early early in the program so I then got to sit down, watch and enjoy myself. The dancers were wonderful, the young girls too cute. My friend Lee has been living alone far too long as she was drooling over the one male bellydancer. I admit, watching him dance is a wonderful thing. Lee however had more horizontal persuits in mind.

There's a mom to mom sale coming up. I managed to get a table. And paid to bring my rack with me. I figured I had a boatload of stuff. Well, I don't. I have 2 boatloads of stuff. Big huge luxury cruiseships. To that end I have secured another table. We're selling the bassinette...and most likely the hop-n-pop thing. Evil thing giggling all the time. I won't miss it. Also, free space in the basement! Woot!

Was told by organizer to bring my baby blankets. Had planned to do so anyway but now won't feel sneaky about it. Also was told asian clothes sell well and as we all know (or at least I do) I have loads of that stuff too due to my obsession with collecting clothes from different countries. I would of course like to keep them all but really...we're out of space.

Tomorrow. Living history museum. Hope it doesn't rain. Have mended 1860's dress and shrunk it a bit. Still a tad long but just don't feel like worrying about it now.