Wow, this has been a crazy busy week.

I think I crashed hard on Tuesday from the major endorphin tattoo rush I had on Monday. It was nuts how tired I was. I was sucking down Diet Mountain Dew like it would keep me young. It neither kept me young or kept me awake.

I was asleep by 9 that night. Exhausted.

Then yesterday, even though I was well rested, I was still a little out of it. I think my mojo is out of whack because the kids are on spring break and so my routine is off. I completely forgot to blog yesterday. That’s just not normal for me.

The tattoo is still beautiful and I still adore it. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels like a slight sunburn. The skin is tight and the design is raised so it feels like braille. My kids are fascinated by it. Rader want to touch it all the time. I’ve probably created a monster with that little dude. Which is fine, as long as they wait until they’re 18 I don’t care what they do to their body. (Okay, there are some things I care about, but honestly, they’re the ones who have to live with it, not me…)

I’ve been stopped twice by strangers to ask me about who my artist was and compliment the design. That’s surprised me. Not that people think the design is beautiful, but being stopped. Either way, I love that people appreciate it like I do.

I can’t wait until my friend Carla gets the rest of her pictures downloaded so that I can steal some. She is an amazing photographer. When the tattoo is completely healed, I’m going to have her take some more pictures for me.