Raise your hand if you would be SHOCKED if I got a tattoo.....I'm guessing that not many of you have your hand in the air right now. For instance, I know that my Mom is shaking her head, laughing, but definitely not raising her hand.
The last day of trade shows are extremely boring. Painfully slow. So you stand. And talk. About anything. We somehow got into a conversation with several co-workers (and our boss!) about tattoos. They were shocked to learn that I've been thinking of getting a tattoo for my 35th birthday. I was even described (ever so lovingly) as a "square soccer mom who would NEVER do something like that." CLEARLY, these people don't know me well enough!! They were also shocked to learn about a few co-workers that have tattoos...and this turned into a hilarious vote about who would be least likely to get a tattoo (the winner of which declared today "that pisses me off...I'm getting one!).
So, I bring the question to you....should I get a tattoo? You want details? It would be a small (very small) sunflower or daisy in the middle of my lower back. Whatdya think?
I must give credit for the title of this post. My friend, Danny, has a little girl named Berkeley Logan. The other day, I asked how he & his (ex)wife came up with her name. He explained "We got tattoos in Berkeley on our honeymoon, and we used to meet up at Logan Airport when we were both traveling for work." I have no idea if that explanation is actually true...but isn't it a great story? And it's so very Danny.
Square soccer mom. That really cracks me up. Yep, and that really WAS cherry limeade in my big gulp cup. LOL. I used to be a shy debate geek, now I'm a square soccer mom...who SCRAPBOOKS, nonetheless. Psst...wanna know a secret?....I'm so much more/different than that. I've had this crazy revelation recently that some people have this whole image of me that isn't necessarily wrong...it's just so incomplete.
tattoos & rendezvous.....I love that.