Stuck in a Furrow
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Inked
I keep my tattoos hidden at work. I'm not ashamed of them or regret them. It is just easier as apparenlty my operations manager thinks that I am not as competent at opening mail if I have a tattoo. Whatever. I think I've done a fairly good job at keeping my little secret and people are usually shocked to find out that a "good Christian girl" has not just 1 but 4 of these taboo markings. Today I got one of those snide comments along the lines of "why do nice girls do that to themselves". Who said I was a nice girl?! I have no grand stories about my tattoos or how I got them. I got my first when I was just over 18 and my parents took me. I think they hoped that I would chicken out but I proved them wrong! It was the summer before I went to Bible School. The second one, on my elbow, I got with mom on a completely impromtu trip. She was getting one and the artist had time, so I picked something and away I went. It is my favourite. I would like to pretend that my third was a mistake but I can't. I love what it stands for and not necessarily who and why I got it. I contemplated getting it covered or altered or even removed but I won't, at least not right now. My wrist one is almost 2 years old already and I got it with Carmen. She was getting her first.
It is time for a new one. I have been doing some searching online for what I want and have always wanted something that reflects my love of Africa. Carmen and I are toying with the idea of getting one in Vegas and I don't just want to walk in and pick something off a wall. I want there to be a bigger story. I want it to mean something, to me at least.
Here is an idea I've stumbled across...
Can you see the elephant?
Hmmm...I will have to do some pondering to decide what I want and where I want it.
Or else I'll just walk in a pick something off a wall. Maybe Carmen and I can get matching ones...or not!
It is time for a new one. I have been doing some searching online for what I want and have always wanted something that reflects my love of Africa. Carmen and I are toying with the idea of getting one in Vegas and I don't just want to walk in and pick something off a wall. I want there to be a bigger story. I want it to mean something, to me at least.
Here is an idea I've stumbled across...
Can you see the elephant?
Hmmm...I will have to do some pondering to decide what I want and where I want it.
Or else I'll just walk in a pick something off a wall. Maybe Carmen and I can get matching ones...or not!
posted by Crystal at 12:30 PM
7 Comments:
Oh, we are such strange people. We had that talk at work too about having tatoos. It was a short lived topic, I don't know what the conclusion was and don't care. I surely don't cover mine up on my ankle. If people only knew that the guy who serves them coffee or better yet, is their accountant is covered from his back to his elbows with skulls and snakes. He-he. Yours are very tasteful and I like the idea of them having some meaning to them.
I find it interesting how some people love these and others have no desire. I fall into the no desire camp...is that a shock or what?! Again, wouldn't know what I'd want or where to put it. Out of all the tattoos I've seen, the one I like best is Brandon's. With that said, you, Carmen and Sarah can pull off a tattoo. I, on the other hand, can't.
I love that tatoo. I think it's gorgeous. Go for it!
That is a wicked tattoo!! I love those lower back tattoos, they are way cool. And I totally see the elephant.
Believe it or not, my dad wanted my mom to get a tattoo! I know - shock horror! I told mom that I would if she would, but she won't. I still kinda want to, but looking long term, I don't know if I want a wrinkled old tatto when I'm 80. If I live that long!
Now mom is going to get mad at me because I've just told the world this. C'est la vie!
I love all of yours and I was jealous of them until I got my own. I'd like to get more and I'm with you, I'd like it to mean something or have a story. Not that I wasn't terribly picky when I chose my first, but since it's a part of you forever, it should reflect you in some way. I have NO idea what to get done if we do it in Vegas - but that would definitely have a story attached!
Oh, and no matching!
I would actually love to get a tatoo. My problem is that I'm becoming all too aware of gravity and what it does to aging skin. Somehow I don't think it'll look so cute when the nurses are getting me ready for bed in the Nursing Home!! Lol But that's probably all that keeps me from it. Go for it! You're only young once. JP
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