Apparently too many margaritas make for interesting dreams. 

  
Last night the Obamas were at our house, just chillin’. I was FREAKING OUT because, duh, it was THE OBAMAS, but I was trying to be cool and clean up the house and be a consummate hostess and they were totally chill, telling me to just sit down and relax. 

The guys were watching a biography on Obama (I was pulling toys out of the couch from under Barack’s butt) and I was showing Michelle LipSense–I left her alone for a few minutes and she had stripes all up and down her arms!! I woke up before I was able to take any pictures or find out what color she bought.

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