Not long ago, I went out with my dear friend, Dawn, and got the top of my ear pierced. I claimed I did it because I was getting old… and I was. Nothing changed after I got my piercing. I was still old, and I didn’t start getting any younger.
So, I tried another method to stay young again this past weekend! I got a tattoo! Yes, that’s a permanent frog on my ankle! And yes, it hurts like hell!
Ain’t he cute?!?!? I’m still old, but now with ink!
When I told my mom about it, she wasn’t as excited. Her first thought was how it was going to look at Boog’s wedding? Of course, I thought it would look fine. However, I can’t comment on how it will look in twenty or so years at Pumpkin’s or Cookie’s wedding when I’m in my sixties! I think it’ll just look like I was fun a long time ago when I was in my youth! But it’ll probably be a droopy frog with age spots.
It was fun and I have no regrets. I hope I’m able to say that for the rest of my life… and about everything in my life, not just my tattoo.