Mom called this morning and we spent 2.5 hours on the phone. The first half we argued, yelled, accused, attacked and cried a lot. The second half we calmed down and worked out some of our issues together. We caught up with each others’ lives and made plans for lunch and people watching next week. I’m glad we’re on better terms again. Though I hate the fact that we have to shed so many tears and pull up so many weeds in the process. I’m so emotionally exhausted from it that I haven’t done a single thing all day but cross stitch and vegitate. My shoulders hurt now. Wonder why?

I got a new tattoo on Saturday. It’s completely gorgeous! It hurt like hell going on and it still throbs now as its healing. But it’s so pretty! I got a band around my left ankle with three big, gorgeous african violets, in honor of my late (and favorite) grandma. She used to raise african violets and tour the country competing in growers competitions. I have all her awards and articles tucked away in a box in my dad’s basement but unfortunately, I don’t have any surviving flowers of hers. She passed away my freshman year of college and when I took one back to my apartment the following year, I absentmindedly over-watered and killed it. My dad might still have one in his home but I doubt it. So I got this tattoo to honor her and her love for african violets. When the reddness and the shinyness of the A&D Ointment subside, I’ll show you a picture of this beauty. It’s so good that my Honey wants me to submit it in a competition in the tattoo convention that’s coming to Denver next month. We’ll see. Anyway, we both want to put our tattoo artist, Fish, at Th’ink Tank, on retainer! He rocks!

Oh yeah, Honey got new ones too. He got a yin-yang but one half is on one arm and the other half is on the other arm. I’ll show pictures of that too when we’re all healed.