Tattoo Saturday

Well, I never thought that I would actually be the type that would have a tattoo...oh how life changes and you never see it coming.

I have wanted the landscape of the Maroon Bells inside of an Aspen leaf for along time. I never thought that I would actually go get it done. That all changed on Saturday. Tuesday, Werd, and I all went to Blue Door Tattoo shop to see about getting something done. Tuesday wanted the tribal sign for "live for the moment" and I the leaf with the mountains. Werd was simply there for moral support.

We show up at the tattoo parlor and Werd looks in my direction and says "focker, are you okay?" I respond being the tough chick that I am with "of course, why do you ask?" She then says, "you are ghostly white and sweating like a pig, maybe a tattoo isn't really the best idea!" Luckily for me they didn't have time for us and asked if we wanted to make an appointment. I elected not to make an appointment, because I really need it to be on a whim if I am going to get it done. Tuesday on the other hand found out that her tribal sign is so detailed that it would have to be really big, so she elected to wait and find something else to put on her body.

As I was listening to the tattoo artist try to convince Tuesday about the tribal sign being at least double the size she wanted, he started making other suggestions. One of which was absolutely humorous to Werd and I. He said "pick any symbol you like the look of and tell people that is means what you want it to, because majority of the time no one will know that its wrong." I about died laughing right then and there. That is exactly why I never understood why people put those symbols on their body permanently. Some people believe that it says faith and love while it really could say moron or idiot!

So tattoo Saturday turned out to be a big bust, which was probably for the better. I really do want a tattoo, but I am getting mixed reviews. My parents were surprisingly supportive, but random strangers have asked about why people want to ink up their body. I have never dated anyone with tattoos, nor have I ever been a huge fan of them. So why is that I really want one? I told High Five that I wanted a tattoo, because it was sentimental and he said why not get a picture framed and hang it on the wall. Same sentimental value...he actually has a point!

Any thoughts on getting a tattoo?