Actually, two tattoos... Getting a tattoo has been on my list of "Things I Want To Do, But Am Too Chicken To Actually Go Through With..." since I was about 16 years old. It's not the needle thing that freaks me out like most people assume. It's the permanency thing. I have panic attacks if I sign a 12-month lease. So the idea of putting something on my body that I will be stuck with until I decay makes me a little apprehensive. But in the back of my mind, I've always thought that having a tattoo that is an extension of who I am would be awesome. And so... the scary permanent tattoo thing stayed on the list of "scary things..." Until today!
|What I Ended Up Getting!|
I have an idea of what I want, but I need to get someone to draw it for me. It doesn't exist anywhere that I can find. Ariel inspired me. She got an anchor. Anyone who knows me, knows that my entire house is nautical... That I wanted to be a marine biologist... That I want to get married on a deserted beach... That I want to learn to sail... So after seeing Ariel's tattoo I started designing my own in my head. Too bad I can't draw. Maybe I should get Levi (Ariel's 7-year-old brother) to do it for me. He's actually really good!
So 4.2 more pounds, and I'm getting it! And then... After I finish losing the rest of the "hormone therapy/post-hysterectomy/depression" weight... I'm getting my really cool tattoo on my lower back! Because those are just too damn sexy! I'll be skinny again, and have a seriously sexy lower-back tattoo right before our SHS Band Reunion. Watch out, boys!