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Day 3

This has been a busy weekend. Football on Friday, two soccer games and then a spaghetti dinner for some of the football players. I made enough food for 10. Too bad only 3 showed up. Jason and I will be eating spaghetti all week for lunch.

This is going to be a busy week. Tomorrow is H’s last 7th grade volleyball game. Then she has theater try-outs for The Little Mermaid on Tuesday and then she starts basketball practice on Wednesday. Not to mention our regularly scheduled soccer practice on Tuesday and Thursday and football on Friday. I’m tired just thinking about it.

Have a good week!

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Inked up

I’ve talked about getting a tattoo in the past, but the idea I had in mind was always an orca whale on my ankle.  I even gave my friend a picture, so he could draw it up for me several years ago, but I never followed through.

Sometime in the past few months, I decided I wanted a breast cancer ribbon on my wrist.  I wasn’t sure how big or what I wanted it to look like, but I knew that was what I wanted.

In July, we went to Fiesta Texas and I had a temporary glitter tattoo put on my wrist just to try it out. Testing out a glittery "tattoo" before getting a real one. Lol photo 1052892_10151718136053841_538339974_o.jpgIt stayed on for a couple of weeks and when it started to come off, I decided that I was ready for the real thing.

As soon as I came to that decision, I sent a message to my friend, Mark, who does tattoos on the side.  His daughter and H went to day care together and we’ve kept in touch with them over the years.  I knew I would be comfortable with him doing it and I gave him my ideas.  I had to decided to add the years 1992 and 2011 to the design.

1992 is the year that my mom died and 2011 is the year that I survived breast cancer.  I showed up on July 27th and Mark had several ideas, so I picked the one that jumped out at me.

It’s finally completely healed, so here’s a current picture:

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I wasn’t sure what to expect.  I was afraid it was going to be painful and that I would move around too much and mess him up.  Well, I will admit that it was painful on my wrist and I don’t know that it’s something I will do again.  I love my tattoo and I don’t know what else would ever have the same meaning to me.

Do you have any tattoos?