Friday, January 20, 2012

Day 2 for Tattoo!

My blog challenge today was to write about my tattoos & piercings if I had either...  I'll start with piercings because that's the easiest...So far I have four piercings, but before I am completely done, I will have a grand total of six.

I got my first piercing when I was 6, if I'm not mistaken. Could have been younger. It was my ear lobes and I got it done in Wal*Mart. My mother and father were both with me and I remember crying so loud! I don't understand how tiny babies get it done and some not even lose a tear. Now that I look back at it, I am not sure which hurt worse, the piercing itself, or the spanking my father gave to me when I began wailing in the middle of the store.

My second piercing was my first cartilage piercing. Its on my left ear, above my second cartilage piercing. I think out of all my piercings, that is the one I had the most trouble out of. It was so hard getting used to sleeping on my right side and when I was on the phone I seem to always forget to use my right ear instead of my left. It was the hardest one to change and I think it only looks right if I wear a stud or a full hoop in it. My father was the one who took me to go get it done which was a big surprise. At the time, he was a very walk the line type of Christian. When I first asked him, I didn't actually think he would say yes. I figured he would think that it was rebellious and tell me no, or for me to wait till I was 18. I knew my mother would be okay with it because she is pretty laid back. It wasn't something that was meant to show any more skin than usual, so I knew it would fly with her. 

My third piercing was my belly button. What I call my first rebellious act. I was told I couldn't have it done till I turned 18 and I got it done without my parents knowing the day after my birthday. It was hidden from my mom for about a week. She, my littler sister, and I kept it from my Step-dad for lord knows how many months. I don't remember how soon my Dad knew, but he didn't say anything bad about it. It is prolly my favorite piercing, just because there are so many kinds of belly button rings! Surprising, it hurt less than my cartilage, but was sore for longer. 

My fourth piercing was my second cartilage piercing, and the one that hurt the least! I wanted it done because... I don't know. Its my one thing I did just because. But now, that I have it, I want one more on that same ear so that I have three little studs right in a row.

My fifth piercing will be my last cartilage piercing to create my three in a row and will below my first cartilage piercing. My sixth will be my nose, if I ever decide to really get it. I've been back and forth on it so much that I don't want to do it until I know for sure I want it done and haven't changed my mind a million times. I think I keep changing my mind because with all my other piercings I couldn't see the needle before they stuck me, but with that one, it will be all up in my face no way not to see it.

Now to Tattoo! 

Most people, or I should say teenagers these days, as soon as they turned 18, they were at the tattoo parlor getting inked. Not I... I have less than a month until I turn 19, and I'm still not tatted up. I, unlike a few people, realize that tattoos are forever. I wanted to find something that meant something significant to me. Something I wouldn't regret when I was 40, something I would feel comfortable showing to my kids and not be embarrassed telling them about it if and when they asked, something personal.

I decided that I wanted an anchor of some sort. To me, an anchor stands for two things that go hand in hand. Stability and being grounded. Not like punished, but like knowing your roots. Where you came from.

Stability: My goal in life is to become stable. That means in my career, in my relationship with my significant other, as well as family. To have a stable household, stable parenting skills, stable everything. I believe stability is the key to having a happy life.

Grounding: I believe family is very important and I insist on never forgetting where I came from. I wont always live in the same place as them, but I know if I needed them or they needed me, we all know where home is. I want my children to always have a place they consider home no matter how old they are and where they end up. To me, there is nothing like sitting at home, enjoying time with the people you love most.

Here is an anchor similar to the one I want. I want my flower to be either a hibiscus, or a cherry blossom. I want subtle colors and for it to be no bigger than the size of a credit card. I'm not sure where I want it, but am sure I want it!

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