Sunday, November 18, 2007

Momma Got A New Tattoo

I forgot to bring my camera last night and Jon didn't have his either, which sucks because the tattoo looked so cool before it was colored in. I was tempted to have him stop there and just have it black for a few months. Kind of like having two tattoos. But that was probably just because this one hurt like a mother.

It didn't hurt enough to stop getting tattoos, but I was surprised. My first tattoo not only didn't hurt, it actually felt good. And the other four didn't hurt, except for the sunburn I had getting my 22.


So, the photos don't show the progression or anything and I forgot to take more before covering it with goo, but I think you get the idea. Ignore my oh-so-sexy pj's.

Oh, and Macaroni loves the bloody bandage shot, sorry.






Just after taking off the bandage, still covered in grossness




Now I just need a name for her. Or him. Haven't decided that yet.

Edited because I kinda sounded unhappy about it: I love my new tattoo. Pain and all.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very cool! Ok, since when do you have a million (or something like 5 or 6?) tattoos? I remember the first one w/the Celtic knot, but that must've been the beginning of a habit. They are addicting, aren't they? I'm overdue! Anyhoo....love the koi!

Lisa