Because Twitter gives you great blog ideas
So thanks to all who read all my guest’s posts over the last week. And a special thanks to my guest posters! I’m looking forward to next week’s Diabetes Blog Week organized by Karen over at Bitter-Sweet. I love all the new people and great ideas I’m getting from Twitter & this blog. It’s been amazing! It’s been a lot of Diabetes talk as of late and more to come soon (which have I mentioned, I’m sooo excited about?!) I thought for a change of pace though we wouldn’t talk diabetes anymore on this post.
I reached out to the Twitter universe for blog ideas but no one seemed able to help me. Then one of my new favorite tweeps starting trending about tramp stamps. When I chimed in that I had one…and three other tattoos she said I should show pics. So this post is thanks to Geninabug (who just started her own blog My Beautiful 604 – check it!). By the way, you should know that I have a HUGE girl crush on Ms. G and I’m starting to think we’re the same girl…just living in different countries on different coasts 🙂
Oh, and please forgive the picture quality…I took them all myself (we had company…oops!) and when I explain the placement you’ll ::ahem:: understand 🙂 And, I don’t know why my skin looks orange. I can assure you, it’s not. I am the pastiest girl you will EVER meet.
I got my first tattoo when I was 22. I’d wanted one for as long as I could remember but the perfectionist in myself kept saying, “This is FOREVER! What will it look like in 10 years…in 50?!?!?!?!” I had thought long and hard about what I wanted and knew I wanted something that represented my family. I am extremely proud of my Scottish heritage and I love reading about my ancestry and the tartans, music, culture and really, the language. I admit, I can’t understand Gaelic but I think it’s a beautiful language that I’d love to learn MORE about. My parents had a large painting done of our family crest and it hung in a window above out front door. Anyway, enough back story. I decided to get my family motto in Gaelic with a Claddagh (the Celtic symbol for love, friendship and loyalty). I worked with a local tattoo artist and I LOVED what he drew for me. I’ll admit, I almost passed out in the chair but it was not from pain but the excitement of finally.getting.this.done! Oh em gee I had a tattoo! And I loved it…see for yourself
It’s in the middle of my lower back, so yes, this is my tramp stamp. 8 years later and I still love it. It really took on a new meaning after my divorce and I took my maiden name back. It just was further proof that no matter where life takes me, I’ll always have my family. Also, the motto is “Clarior Hinc Honos” and translates to “Brighter Hence the Honor”
It was soon after I got this first tattoo that I realized everyone is right, tattoos are addictive. A few years after the tramp stamp a rare tattooing opportunity presented itself to me. I ended up working with my tattoo artist’s girlfriend (they are both ridiculously awesome!) and they were moving. She told me that if I would come over and help them move, I would get a free tattoo. Hello? Where do I sign up? So I helped them move (which was basically three hours of loading boxes onto a truck and taking drinking/smoking breaks) and next thing ya know, I’m picking out a new tattoo. I’d put some thought into what I wanted and knew I wanted to stick with the Celtic theme. I thought a shamrock would be cool. So I found one that I loved and he drew it up. This one was going on my right hip (aka “the bad girl spot”). Because he was doing it for free, I had to go one before normal shop hours. So, I went on my lunch break from work (sorry, I find it totally awesome that I left work at my professional, office environment to get a tattoo – and then went back!). Here’s what that one looks like
Rad huh? I think so. I think my favorite memory of this was the fact that I found this artist EXTREMELY sexy (and he was flirtatious but all in good fun cuz I was married and he had a girlfriend yo! You can read the menu…you just can’t order!) So I’m laying on the tattoo chair with my pants half down and when he was all done with the tattoo and told me I could get dressed, I totally said, “I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.” LOL – I kill myself. Hilarity I tell ya! No? Well I warned you a few posts ago I’m easily excited…same goes for amused 🙂
I never thought I would do a tattoo somewhere so visible or one with color but my buddy did a beautiful job on this one. The green around the Virgo symbol is a Celtic trinity knot – way to kill two birds with one stone. FF accompanied me to the appointment because I was a little sketched about seeing this guy alone (long story – not getting into it – please don’t ask). He commented after that he had expected me to be in pain the whole time, not giggling, which is exactly what I did. And what I do when I’m nervous and/or in pain.
The last tattoo I got was done about two months ago. It’s one I’ve been thinking about for a LOOOONNNNGGG time. I participate in an annual event in Burlington called The Penguin Plunge. It’s an event that raises money for a charity very close to my heart, the Vermont Special Olympics. I’ve been involved with Special Olympics for most of my life through both the community service organization that I belong to (and I grew up with my dad belonging and I would always tag a long) and the fact that my ex-husband’s brother was a Special Olympian. Anyway, this is an event that makes me feel super awesome about myself (you hear that Jenny? Awesome! Whole post devoted to my awesomeness coming soon!). I jump into the icy waters of Lake Champlain every February. Now, I live in VT all so the water is DAMN COLD. For instance, this year the air temp was 15° (yes, that farenheit!), the water was 34° and there was a 15 MPH wind. BRRRRRRR! This was year 7 for me. That’s right, I’ve done this event for SEVEN YEARS (and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon!) I raised almost $1200 this year for Vermont Special Olympics (thank you social networking!) and I enjoy this event. I’ll be talking more about this (aka hitting you up for donations) around December. Here’s a pic just to showcase my awesomeness
Back to my tattoo. I told myself that when I had done this event for 5 years, I could commemorate it with a tattoo. So this year, I finally did just that.
That is the official logo for this event. I had it tattooed high up on my left outer thigh, right where the cutout for a bathing suit would be (does that make sense…it’s hard to describe but I wasn’t showing my ass or my thong on the interwebs all so this is what you get!).
So, now you’ve seen all my tattoos. Yes, I want more. I have three more drawn up but they’ll probably wait a while. Four is good for now. maybe I’ll go back to piercing for a while instead. 🙂
So, tattoos…do you have any? Do you still love them? What do they mean to you? Leave a comment and let me know. After all, I love me some blog comments 🙂 XO