Ok, a couple of months ago I decided, out of the blue one afternoon, that I desperately needed a tattoo. Never had one, don’t know where the idea came from, but it was a must-do and the quicker the better. I suppose I’ve always been adventurous, I’ve had a couple of piercings and such, but never a tat. So, I started researching and looking at different designs on the internet, soft of fell in love with a couple, but really never hard enough that I wanted to wear from here on out. Then, I found a design of a ball of yarn with knitting needles and totally, madly fell in love with it. After settling on the design and color, all I had to do was nerve myself up and get inked. This part only took about three weeks, but Friday was the perfect day (don’t know what made it perfect) to get a first tat so I marched myself to my local tattoo parlor, consulted with a (now my) artist, ponied up the money and am now the proud wearer of a beautiful tat that I’m totally in love with. Unveilling……drum roll please…..
I love the color violet so it was a must. I did a little research also on different colors and what they represented. One thing I learned was the people who are drawn to violet tend to be creative, sensitive and serene. Plus I just think it’s a pretty color. Here’s where I put in a shameless plug for 7th Street Tattoo and Salon. Awesome shop, made me, a 55 year old grandma feel welcome and comfortable. I enjoyed the whole experience. I think their website is www.7thStreettattoo.com A guy I work with said I was finally showing off my badass self with a knitting tattoo. Anyway, I love it and am already planning my second one.
AS FAR AS THE GRANDS
Bigmama is still gestating and running after a 2 year old, so she’s pretty much resting during the Papoose’s nap time. I was very surprised by her reaction to the tat, she right away said she loved it and thought it was totally “me”.
So that was my weekend. Am planning my second one already, maybe somethin on my foot, but it will be a while before it actually happens.
So that’s what I did on my weekend. I’d love to hear what others did on their weekends.
The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common. Ralph Waldo Emerson