My tattoo

Last night I went and got my tattoo. The above image the the layout I used. I got it done on my spine. Well, it's almost at my neck, but just below the collar. The guy that did my tattoo was really great. He was chatty, and we both love the tv show Miami Ink. But I kept feeling like he couldn't hear me over the tattoo gun, but he seemed to, as he kept chatting. Lucky my partner was there to help with the chatting.

Even though this is my 4th tattoo, I was still nervous. It's been almost 3 years since I had my last tattoo, and I couldn't quite remember how it felt. But once he started it, I was like "yep, I remember." There were a few sore spots, and my partner could see my cringing. There were times where the tattoo artist would do a long line, and by the end of the line, I was like "arrrg." The pain doesn't make you cry, it just, well, HURTS..lol.

I don't remember how I washed the tattoos previously. I was reading the manual, they gave, and they advised not to use bar soap or anti-bacterial soap. The said to use this cleansing foam that they had at the store. But the tattoo guy didn't give me any, and didn't make it seem like I needed it. I did use plain soap, but not a lot. I figured that I can't not wash it. But I'm gentle with it. They did give me some tattoo cream to keep on it after it's been washed, but I hope I'm doing the right thing..lol. The guy said that in a few weeks, if there are some spots that need to be touched up, I can go in. So we'll see how it heals. When it does heal, I'll post another pic.

One year ago...

Our nightmare began. I can't believe it's been a year since my partner and I lodged our immigration paperwork. For those avid readers of mine who have been with me since the beginning, know very well what happened. I won't bore with the details, but to make a long story short, I thought I was going to be deported or sent to a detention camp. You hear about the horror stories with immigration and all the bungles that can occur. Well, I experienced it, and for about 2 months, our relationship was hanging in rapids. I think those 2 months were the worst months of my life.

But a year has gone bye, and things still seem to be going okay. Yes, there are still "problems" but the fiasco we had last year with immigration, well, let's just say if we were able to get thru that, we can get through anything!

Sorry I haven't blogged for awhile, I've been pretty flat out lately!