Sunday, October 30, 2011

Setting Goals

I’ve always wanted to get a tatoo, more specifically a (surprise! surprise!) knitting tatoo.  

Something snarky and edgy.

Something that would make me unique in the nursing home.

Something that would identify my body should I ever wash ashore on a far-flung beach without proper photo ID.

I have found it.  My dream tatoo.


Envy me, my friends. Envy me.


Ellen said...

Oh my goodness. What have I raised???

Flipfloppingmamma said...

You DID NOT get a tattoo!!!!???