Tattoos hurt, who knew?

I got my first tattoo on Tuesday, and although I am really pleased with the outcome... Holy Shit! That hurt so bad! Really, I mean, yes I am a bit of a weenie when it comes to pain, but WOW! Granted the process does involve being stabbed by a needly a million consecutive times. I will stop by bickering, because no matter how bad it hurt, it only lasted an hour, and now I am left with the coolest tat ever. Which was drawn by me, all me. And it represents things. People, who I love. They are the legs, I am the body. Together we are a creature. One hell of a creature.

A+D cream smells...

Sweet Jos

This pretty lady let me take some photos of her in my headbands for etsy. It was greatly appreciated.

I miss the Bay

 I spent the last few days in the Bay Area (Rockridge and San Francisco) and it felt more like home than any place I have been in a while. As cheesy as it sounds, I felt like I belonged there. Like it matched my outfit. I will go back there, maybe end up there.

My favorite part of Rockridge were the houses. All of them unique, most of them completely surrounded by flowers and trees and magic. I kept fantasizing about living in one them with all of my favorite people, and eating meals in the probably beautiful kitchen.

We still have a chance

I was reminded by Nicole (lady above, and bellow) that we still have a chance at winning the Crossroads Photo competition. Or at least of getting an honorable mention. 

It has been a while...

I think this thing is gonna be more about pictures, not words. But words are still good. I make these headbands. They are nice, or so they say.