Now I have one on above my upper right breast. I have been waiting to get one on my lower back. For several reason, weight is the main on. When I drop 5 pant sizes, doesn't that tell you something?
Recently I was told I was doing this because of "mid-life crisis" ... please get over that bull. (Yawn) I am doing this because this is some thing that I want done & I waited until I dropped enought weight to safely get it done & not distort it. I have checked on this ... It was some thing I wanted done before I had gotten pregant with my kids, but haven't had the chance to do.

Now take it how you want ... but in my life, you only have a few change to live how you want. I learned that recently. I have been recovering from a stroke ... yea even young people can have them. Frightening, isn't it? I got lucky compaired to many. My recovery period hasn't taken as long, obvious if I am back at work ... with a few "issues" here & there. I take what I have in life & enjoy it.
That tattoo is some thing I have wanted for a long time. I am going to have it come hell or high water ... don't much care what they say. I got my cartilige pierced ... I will get my back tattooed & I will get my ankle done, as well. Because I lost a month when I had my stoke ... I refuse to loose any thing else that I want to try or experience. (That won't kill me.)

I have to add that. Because I had just decided to learn to Scuba dive. Sadly, with a PFO (it's an extra hole in my heart) scuba diving is a huge health risk. There for it is something that can kill me if I do. I was so disappointed. It took me months to convince myself that I could dive & no shark would hunt me down ... yes, I have this major fear of sharks -- huge. (I get neverous around them at zoo's.) I was going to learn to go diving, & then I could dive with my husband! He loves to dive ... it would have been a HUGE suprise for him. Then I read this pamplet on what I really should & should not do. I went around my house cursing up a storm ... no one could figure it out. I was so angry, all they have to do is put a peice in my heart ... yet they won't do it. Damn I was & am angry. Then I had to tell my husband why I was so upset ... he was so understand. He's much more understanding than I am. He even thanked me for going to try!

Any way ... back to my tattoo. I am getting a angel on my right & a devil on the left. What my husband doesn't know is that I am getting SJH's Angel in the middle. He will be going when I get this, that way there is no touching of the tatt as it heals to perfection! Last time he had to look & help put on the cream ... course that means I have to have my oldest help with the cream.
So if you are in the WA area, in a tatt store & hear a woman screaming bloody murder ... say HI! LOL cause I am betting that will be me. I am joking. I had one done & it wasn't as bad as my others. Every one tells me it will be horrid. I keep smiling because I know for a fact that it's not as bad as they think because I have had it done before. All I can say is that I bled a lot!