I currently have a fake tattoo on the skin in the crevice of my left arm and breast. Awkward? Yes. But I love her. She is a cat and I have affectionately named her "Kitty."
Last night Marie and I went to Rochelle's after MegN's housewarming party. We wanted to see her new place and she lives close enough that it's only about a seven minute walk. We went over and took a tour, and at a brief lull in the conversation Becca sat straight up and exclaimed that she was going to give Rochelle her presents. Apparently Becca's love language is gifts and she got Rochelle some "I'm so glad we're roommates and I love you!" gifts. One was some huge pimp glasses with dollar signs. The other was a packet of dog and cat tattoos. And we proceeded to tattoo ourselves. Well, Rochelle tattooed us.
After getting Kitty I wanted to put another tattoo on my bum cheek. But then I started getting nervous about what underwear I was wearing and if my bum smelled and if people would see my cheek mole. Not to mention that people would see my bum cheek. So for some reason I flattened my chin to my neck to make my gourmet eater multiple chins and thought it would be a perfect place to place a tattoo.
Puppy Prince brought plenty of joy for 11 hours. I wouldn't be able to see him but then I would flatten and there he would be! It was almost worth not going to church today to keep him a bit longer, but... then we were fed bagels and muffins instead of having an actual Sunday School, so it worked out in the end.
RIP Puppy Prince.
Last night Marie and I went to Rochelle's after MegN's housewarming party. We wanted to see her new place and she lives close enough that it's only about a seven minute walk. We went over and took a tour, and at a brief lull in the conversation Becca sat straight up and exclaimed that she was going to give Rochelle her presents. Apparently Becca's love language is gifts and she got Rochelle some "I'm so glad we're roommates and I love you!" gifts. One was some huge pimp glasses with dollar signs. The other was a packet of dog and cat tattoos. And we proceeded to tattoo ourselves. Well, Rochelle tattooed us.
After getting Kitty I wanted to put another tattoo on my bum cheek. But then I started getting nervous about what underwear I was wearing and if my bum smelled and if people would see my cheek mole. Not to mention that people would see my bum cheek. So for some reason I flattened my chin to my neck to make my gourmet eater multiple chins and thought it would be a perfect place to place a tattoo.
Puppy Prince brought plenty of joy for 11 hours. I wouldn't be able to see him but then I would flatten and there he would be! It was almost worth not going to church today to keep him a bit longer, but... then we were fed bagels and muffins instead of having an actual Sunday School, so it worked out in the end.
RIP Puppy Prince.
1 comment:
puppy prince, a loving companion and friend.
you will be sorely missed.
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