Wednesday, December 12, 2018
The Lady With The Book Tattoo
I'd been wanting a tattoo for more than fifteen years, but I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted. I just knew that it had to mean something to me if I was going to wear it for eternity. A few years ago I finally decided what I wanted inked onto my body, but I had trouble finding a tattoo artist who saw my vision. Usually they saw something bigger, grander, more expensive. Originally, I wanted it on my leg, then changed my mind to my arm. Time went by and I kept putting it off.
Finally, one evening in early October, as I was driving home from work, I told myself that tonight's the night! I found a tattoo artist near where I live and he knew exactly what I wanted. The rest is ink history.
And, yes, it hurt. But I'm thrilled with it! And just so you know, I doubt I'll get any more.
Recently, I went into a diner near my home. It's a place I go off and on. After I took my seat in a booth, a waitress came up to me and said, "There you are! I was just asking one of the other waitresses if she'd seen the lady with the book tattoo lately."
So, Lisbeth Salander, keep your stinkin' dragon tattoo. I've got books!