I'm inked

Yes, I finally took the plunge and got a tattoo. It's not a humongous one on my arm, calf or neck. And it's just one color. And it's just words. And it's in Greek. I have wanted one since I can remember and when my bestest girl was visiting, we went. She is going to get the symbol meaning the words that I got. I didn't want a symbol. I got it on my foot, and I think it is very cool. And I really don't give a big fat crap what anyone else things.


As a matter of fact, I am 43 freaking years old and I am getting too old to worry about what everyone thinks about the job I am doing living my very own damn life. I don't care what you think, and I don't want you to feel free to tell me what I am doing wrong.


It's just my little mid-life rebellion against "the man". Or in this case, "the woman".


So there.


Johnny Cash said it best.