Friday, June 18, 2010
This morning my daughter showed me the new body art she had acquired last night. Riley is her daughter and the heart is covering up a long overdue, partially done tat, by a friend (?), from her high school days. She is quite pleased with them.
I find them interesting but lack the full appreciation of body art. I find myself staring at young men and women that have their arms covered with decorations. I am fascinated with what they put on themselves.
I have such a low pain threshold even the thought of a needle making holes in my skin makes me nauseated.
Mary also has a butterfly on her ankle that she got when she lived in Chile for a while.
I was picking up Murphy from Puppy Day Care yesterday and the young woman, behind the desk, was pending over to pick up papers. I hear her mutter out loud, "if you see a butterfly we are both in big trouble".
Lucky for me, I was digging through their candy dish, looking for some salt water taffy.
:)Bea Who could see wearing washable body art, maybe.......................
Posted by Bea