I wish I had a river I could skate away on

I had a weird weekend. First my big sister, my mom and I got inked. Here's some pics of the whole ordeal. I was surprised, I was expecting it to really burn this time because it is right over my hip bone and I haven't had a tattoo since 2000 and don't really remember what it felt like. Once he started it didn't hurt at all. It was done in 15 minutes or so. We chose a Celtic knot that is the symbol for unity. It's outlined in black with purple blending into scarlet filler. Hez and I got matching sites (right hip), Mom got hers on her shoulder. While the guy had the needle out and everything I had him touch up my butterfly. It's three years old and has faded a little. Now that baby burned. Now the worst thing is dealing with the band of my pants rubbing on it. Sitting down has not been fun thus far. While we were in Racine, we decided just to stay over at the parent's house to save a trip (we all gather for the Packer games on Sundays). I didn't get to see my Paul because my grandparents blocked my car in so I couldn't get out.(wah). As for the Packer game...as usual we came on strong and kicked some ass in the beginning, then fell spectacularly apart at the end. My worries about the game were soon ended as I looked out the window to see my Grandfather on the pavement. He has horrible balance because of several mini-strokes and is too damn stubborn to use a cane. He was walking down a slight hill to get out of the driveway and fell and hit his head. Then he was so embarrassed that he refused any help and wouldn't let us drive him and Nana home. They called after a nail biting ten minutes to say they got home and he was feeling ok. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Then Mom was screaming at Dad for not driving them home....Heather and I drove home, I called Craig and she proceeds to get pissed off at me again and ran into her room and slammed the door. She has been pissed at me since New Years and this weekend was the first time we were ok. Now we're back to where we started. I don't want to talk about that bullshit anymore. Maybe I will later. There's a whole lotta drama over that whole situation.
I spent most of last night playing with old pictures. Here's some shots from Christmas if anyone's interested. I also updated some New Year's shots too. enjoy!

Gotta get my ass to work now. Will update later. I hope.

Happy Monday, have a great week everyone.

I wish I had a river I could skate away on

I had a weird weekend. First my big sister, my mom and I got inked. Here's some pics of the whole ordeal. I was surprised, I was expecting it to really burn this time because it is right over my hip bone and I haven't had a tattoo since 2000 and don't really remember what it felt like. Once he started it didn't hurt at all. It was done in 15 minutes or so. We chose a Celtic knot that is the symbol for unity. It's outlined in black with purple blending into scarlet filler. Hez and I got matching sites (right hip), Mom got hers on her shoulder. While the guy had the needle out and everything I had him touch up my butterfly. It's three years old and has faded a little. Now that baby burned. Now the worst thing is dealing with the band of my pants rubbing on it. Sitting down has not been fun thus far. While we were in Racine, we decided just to stay over at the parent's house to save a trip (we all gather for the Packer games on Sundays). I didn't get to see my Paul because my grandparents blocked my car in so I couldn't get out.(wah). As for the Packer game...as usual we came on strong and kicked some ass in the beginning, then fell spectacularly apart at the end. My worries about the game were soon ended as I looked out the window to see my Grandfather on the pavement. He has horrible balance because of several mini-strokes and is too damn stubborn to use a cane. He was walking down a slight hill to get out of the driveway and fell and hit his head. Then he was so embarrassed that he refused any help and wouldn't let us drive him and Nana home. They called after a nail biting ten minutes to say they got home and he was feeling ok. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Then Mom was screaming at Dad for not driving them home....Heather and I drove home, I called Craig and she proceeds to get pissed off at me again and ran into her room and slammed the door. She has been pissed at me since New Years and this weekend was the first time we were ok. Now we're back to where we started. I don't want to talk about that bullshit anymore. Maybe I will later. There's a whole lotta drama over that whole situation.
I spent most of last night playing with old pictures. Here's some shots from Christmas if anyone's interested. I also updated some New Year's shots too. enjoy!

Gotta get my ass to work now. Will update later. I hope.

Happy Monday, have a great week everyone.