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Saturday, April 7, 2012

My New Tattoo!

Celtic Motherhood Tattoo
I got a new tattoo!  It's actually my fifth one, but the first really visible one.  I have one on the top of my foot, but it's pretty easy to hide, if need be.  I feel like I've entered a new world of tattoo-having.  There's a pretty big difference between having tattoos and no one knowing it and having a tattoo that people will see the majority of the time (especially because I HATE long-sleeves - it's just so hard to eat with sleeves.  Or go to the bathroom.  Is that weird that I don't like to sit on a toilet while wearing a long-sleeved shirt?  I think it's the fear of sleeve-contamination-while-wiping).

Anyway, it is (supposedly, but even if it isn't accurate, I still love it) a Celtic Motherhood knot.  The top heart is me (January), the bottom heart is Husband (and co-creator of the children), the top left circle is Ant (August), and top right is Sweet D (October).  There is room to add more children, if/when the occasion arises (punny?).  I love it.  I've wanted a tattoo to symbolize motherhood since I became a mom, but I've never found an idea I liked before.  When I saw this one, I knew it was the right one for me.  I found the design online and came up with the idea for the mother/father hearts myself.  It's so perfect.  You know, unless I divorce Husband and/or get impregnated by someone else.  But I'll deal with that conundrum if and when I have to.  I'll just make sure I only sleep with people born in November.  Problem solved!  (Obviously that's in jest... one Scorpio in my life is more than enough.)

On a side note, I was surprised by how much this one hurt.  I either forgot how much they hurt (since it's been six years since my last one), or it hurts a lot more on your wrist than other places (I have one that's around 14" by 8" on my lower back, including over my tail bone - so I'm thinking I'm mis-remembering how much that one actually hurt).  Compared to childbirth, it was nothing.  But now I have a pretty scar to bear that reminds me of my most favorite people in the world - instead of the "tiger stripes" adorning the rest of my body (of which I'm not embarrassed, but also far from fond of).  I put on my tough-girl face, though, and Husband said he couldn't tell I was even slightly uncomfortable.  Now if only I could be that tough again through labor in the future (which could take about as long as this tattoo took, since Sweet D took an hour and 45 min)...

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Wait, It's 2012? A Visit From My Muse

Hi!  Oops.  What happened to the first three months of this year?  I could blame the kids (they always need things, like attention, love, food, etc.  Ugh.), or the brief stint in the hospital (suck it, appendix), or the insane landscaping project we've undertaken in the last month of 80+ degree temps every day (actually, that probably is a lot to blame), but I think the biggest reason I haven't been blogging is simply that I've hit some sort of wall of writer's block.  I've started a few entries and just can't get past the first sentence.  How do you make an appendicitis or 3 yr old's broken collar bone funny?  I'm working on it, trust me. When I figure it out (and am visited by the muse of blogs - whoa, that sounds like some sort of horrifying beast; I'm picturing a cross between mermaid Sirens and Jabba the Hutt, gurgling out witticisms while sensually flapping its obese, scaled tail against the rocks, making a blubber-meets-wet-moss slapping sound that I always imagine when I think about fat people having sex (which I try not to think about too often, but it happens, you know)), I'll be sure to update.

In the meantime, please accept this as my apology.  I've been busy and crafty and uninspired.  Verbosely uninspired.  In other departments, I've been divinely inspired.  You want a jar or candle votive dyed pink?  I'm on top of it.  A knife block painted pink?  Done.  A pink chalkboard menu planner?  Check.  And for the explosion of crafts and pink, Pinterest is wholly to blame.  But Pinterest is decidedly not cohesive to the distribution of my muse (which is, given the nature of my blogger muse, probably a good thing, or I imagine Pinterest would likely be significantly less popular).

Anyway, I'll try my hardest to actually start updating.  But just be warned, it might include things like updates on landscaping and various pink-laden Pinterest projects.  I will do my best to also write humorous anecdotes, though.  Regardless, I'm back.  For now.

I'll leave you with this:

"*Slurp* You should *gurgle* write about *slap, slurp* that time *belch* that funny thing happened *gurgle, slurp*"