That's the only explanation I have for what happened today. It certainly wasn't planned. I had no idea when I woke up this morning that later in the day I'd be doing this.
My plan was to give her some money for her birthday,
but that isn't what she wanted.
What she wanted more than anything was for us to go get matching tattoos.
Wha??? Mother, daughter ink?
I'm not one of those cool moms.
I don't have tattoos.
Or, I didn't have any.
I woke up tattoo-less.
This is now,
And of course, the birthday girl got one too.
She's 24 today! How did that happen?
Are you wondering if it hurt?
It felt like being stung by a family of angry wasps.
It wasn't pleasant, but not unbearable and best of all, it was pretty quick.


















