I know, I know, so many of you that know me and are completely in shock. How much grief did I give my hubby when got his? The first one made me mad. He never mentioned wanting one and did it without talking to me while I was out of town, coward! His second one was done completely against my wishes, I didn't speak to him for days! They have grown on me but there's talk of #3...I will seriously loose my head if he gets another one! I guess they're like potato chips, you can't have just one, OH I hope that's not true!
Anyway, I have been thinking about it for some time and even knew what I would get however, I did not get what I had planned. Over the last few weeks I have been thinking more and more about it and changed the design from a dragonfly to a cross, much more meaningful to me! The only thing I kept the same was my girls names, I wanted them to be with me always.
Here's how it went down...
We went to Ybor this afternoon to get Honey the piercing she's been wanting, nothing too bad just the Targus (the small projection just in front of the ear canal-yes I looked that up) but the law has changed and she must be 16 with our consent 18 without it, in order to have it done. While at the tattoo/piercing parlor I was looking around and it just hit me. We went to another shop since I wasn't a fan of the people working at the first, and ended up at Phat Katz Tattoo talking to Jeff. He was very knowledgeable and very nice. While we were talking I drew what I wanted and he took it from there, tweaking it to make it fit and worked the girls name in. After we made the final decision off we went to the chair of torture! It took about 10 minutes but I have to say I would rather have another child than ever do that again! I did choose a very sensitive location but still...it freaking hurt! At one point I said something smart to him, I don't remember what it was, and he told me to be careful that he could very easily give me a penis on my foot, needless to say I was beyond sweet the rest of the time!
Babe and the girls were with me and they all watched, I was too afraid to look. My DH had my camera and he captured several good pictures for me. He's such a good guy and he knew I would not only want to blog about it but that this would for sure be going in the scrapbook. My girls both want tattoos and once they're no longer financially dependent on us and are old enough to make a mature decision I guess since we both have them we cannot stand in their way. I just hope they choose a tasteful designs and discreet locations!
Does it look like it hurts?What do you think? If you don't like it please lie because there's not a darned thing I can do about it now!
Friend Makin' Monday is tomorrow!
Happy Sunday Ya'll!