I had a dream of a weird tattoo and it got me thinking.  I really want another one, I have for a while.  And now it’s time.  I thought about it for a long time today and decided where it’s going.  I am going to put in on my left side, below my armpit.  Now comes the hard part, deciding on the design.  I know I want something celtic with a shamrock/clover and in the shamrock/clover, I want the kidlet’s name. 

I’ve been surfing the ‘net trying to find something that fits what I want and I have found a couple things that interest me.  I am going to print out what I like and try to have the elements of what I like combined into one that suits.  I can’t wait to get it done, I am so excited.  Now I just need to decide who is going to do the work.  Oh, and I need someone to hold my hand…any volunteers?  Heather??

The kidlet and I went to dinner and had a blast.  During dinner, the kidlet and I were chatting and I took a bite out of an appetizer and he looks at me and says all dead serious like “Mom, I don’t mean to be mean or anything, but you really have a big piehole”.  LMAO!  Out of the mouths of babes…

 After we were done eating, we went back into the gameroom and had a buttload of fun.  I played mo-cap boxing and oy vey, are my arms tired!  I totally took out some major aggression on that friggin’ thing and “knocked out” two guys.  I need that in my house.  Either that or a Wii.  I am pretty sure that my entire body is going to be in agony tomorrow.  I’ve played that boxing game before and was a hurting puppy for a couple days after. 

Prior to dinner, the kidlet’s friend called and invited him to come spend the night tonight and tomorrow night and he was thrilled and I am happy to have a little break.