Last Week I told you:
1. I have 2 tattoos.
Very true. A "II" on my left inner wrist which serves many purposes:
It helps me tell my left from my right.
I am a Gemini.
I have 2 children.
And Bean is my second chance.
And a nickname that the best friend I ever had used to call me, "Bel" on my back (but not a true trampstamp). I got it shortly after his death when I was eighteen.
2. Bean has 2 tattoos.
Also true.
He has our last name on one arm and a scorpion on his other. And I do have to tell you that the man has elastic skin that any woman would pay good money for.. When he was in the hospital and blown up like the fucking Michelin Man I kept thinking how his tattoos were going to be unrecognizable.. but no, they're still the same.
3. We want to get a tattoo of each other's names.
Absolutely not - total and complete lie.
I love my husband and he loves me, but there will be no names tattoo'd on persons.
2 comments:
DAM IT!!! Got it wrong! Why do I picture Bean as a perfectly clean angel? I honestly do, and it's all because of your blog, tell him it's proof and a true testimony of how much you love and admire and trust and respect him for all eternity!
p.s. somebody owes me something for saying that... haven't figured it out yet but...
I am so glad you guys aren't getting tattoos of each other's names but I didn't want to say anything about it in case you were really going to do that and then you'd be like, "That Sara bitch needs to piss off and get a hobby!"
Love your wrist tattoo, by the way.
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