Tattoo's and other random thoughts

I've always thought tattoo's were dumb idea, and especially should not be gotten while young. You don't know what life will bring you, so you don't want to mark yourself with something that could offend you later. Like 666 and then you become a Christian. Plus, do you REALLY want something on your body that will become all stretched out and gross looking when your 80? What if you need to dress up? Do you want a tatoo showing when your at a very fancy event? Like your wedding? Its never had any appeal to me.

Recently, oh, maybe for the last 6-12 months or so, I've been wanting to get a tattoo. Midlife crisis? (Like I have time for that!) I don't want something others would see, except my husband. I'm thinking my lower back, but found out that is called a "Tramp Stamp." Yep, almost enough to convince me not to get it, lol. Turns out my only sister wants to get one, too, and in the same place! LOL We are so NOT alike in any way, that I find that pretty funny.

So, Thursday I'm trolling around through the Thursday Thirteen posts and someone posted the 13 tattoos they want to get. I responded about wanting to get one some day. That person comment on my TT and said something about me getting a tattoo. I immediately concidered trash canning that post because I would be "outed" to my mom! Yep, she DID read it and called me up and chewed me out! So, um, thanks for that.

I don't understand mom being upset, both of her other kids have tattoos. LOL Besides, I will wait at least another 6 months before I do it, I want to make sure that I still want it, still want the same thing in the same place, etc. I don't believe in jumping into something that permanant.

All the p00p stuff that goes on at my house is an endless source of amusement to my friends. Seriously. They just crack up at all the things that Trinity does with her p00. Its gross, and I don't enjoy it, but I'm pretty laid back about it, because what else can I do? She doesn't show signs of it ending. (well she DID show signs, it stopped for a little while, then the whole carpet cleaning incident happened.)
Last night was ladies night, and as always, our p00p stuff came up, who knows how, but it did. So I had to tell them about my boys. We were having a very good heart to heart one day. Its always nice to get to know more things about the inner workings of your teens and pre-teens. But then it turned disturbing. Apparently there is a price at which my boys will eat p00p. And they even went so far into thinking it through that they decided eating their own p00p would be better than eating someone else's. And their price? As little as $50.
I can't imagine that. If there was a million in CASH sitting on the table with a plate of p00, I would not eat it. I'd say "God will provide, thanks anyway." I would walk away from a million dollars. 'Nuff said. I MIGHT let a spider crawl on me for a guaranteed million, I'd have to think on it.

I've pulled a couple of practical jokes this last week. I said to my dh, in a very suspicious way, "Noone seemed to notice the difference in the mashed potatoes." Sure enough, curiosity was peaked in the eaves droppers. So I fessed up that I had accidentally used breast milk in the mashed potatoes. I was hoping for screaming and gagging, but Drew said "Hmmm, I noticed something was different, but not bad different." Uh huh. I DID accidentally put worchester sauce in there, but not that much, so I know they didn't taste different, lol. Well Cody started laughing his head off and pointing at Drew. See, Cody had not eaten the potatoes because he was out to prove he could live off of tuna for 3 days. Which he did not do. He forgot before the second meal and ate crackers, so had to keep starting over, lol.

So, to keep my pranks going I went for the big guns. I gave Donnie a postive pregnancy test that I found buried in my desk from Samuel. He freaked! "This isn't real, right? No, I mean it, this isn't real, right?" It was great! He was so happy that I am not pregnant that he didn't even get mad at me for doing it.

Then I found out that I got that pranksterness from my mom. Wordless Wednesday #3 is a pic from my mom. That is genuine. But she sent me an email yesterday that had a pic of her deck with SIX of those holes in the snow. What is going on? Drew and I are looking at it and he's saying someone must have done it that time, and I'm arguing that maybe it was the wind through the trees, or water droplets blown into it. Mom did it herself with a spoon just for fun, took a picture of it and sent it to me. Mmmhmmm. I'm that gullible.