
"Do you want me to tell you? Or should I give you hints?"
"Will we be lying down?"
"No, but I may be..."
"Will someone be touching you?"
"Yes."
"A man or woman?"
"Probably a man."
"Above the neck? Are you getting a haircut?"
"No! What kind of birthday present is that?"
"Below the knee?"
"No, on my hinie!"
(Eyes widen with lightbulb moment)
"Are you getting a tattoo???"
(Evil, knowing grin)
"Yep. I'm getting your name on my hinie for your birthday!"
As we headed down the highway we discussed the logistics of the tattoo, the placement, size, design, etc. I also wanted a lotus because of its symbolism of love, fertility, femininity, etc. I wasn't sure how much it would cost so we decided to go with the name first then add a flower later on.
Once there however we went with the flower (chosen from about a thousand teeny tiny pictures on the wall). Guillermo did the work and was quite personable. I sat down and leaned forward on a little stool thingy. I held Lee's hand most of the time except for when he got up to take pictures with his camera phone.
Yeah, it hurt pretty bad. It basically feels like a searing, hot knife carving into your skin! The owner offered Guillermo $20 if I passed out. It was never that bad...remember I made it through 15 hours of unmedicated labor!
We went to dinner at Mellow Mushroom afterwards and had some yummy pizza. The only letdown of the day was no appropriate beverage with dinner :( beer only!
So that's that, mommy's got a tat! Happy 33rd Birthday Lee!
5 comments:
Wheeeee!!!
Congratulations!
Is that the first one?
Mommy's got a tat. I love it! :)
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i want your panties
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