The holidays have wiped me out! Not literally because I didn't spend a dime. I made ALL presents. I made dress up suitcases for the grandkids, pictures in frames for everyone else. I realized last year when the kids were opening 312 presents and not caring about 1 that a real gift should be something that would last. I thought of giving them a cow or pig or chicken from that charity that then gives them to a family that can self-sustain, but I didn't. I did do that, just not in the kids' names. Therefore the dress up suitcases. Maybe after all the hoopla their imaginations will take over. One could hope.
Christmas was blah for me. Jerry Sweet died four years ago. I'm still trying to get over it.
Now about this tattoo - every time I see my inside forearm I'm having a hard time reconcilling the tattoo with the me. You know I'm a pretty straight laced computer consultant and then the tattoo. Don't get me wrong I love the tattoo, it's helping me to say goodbye, but I'm just having a hard time with my me being branded like that. I'll adjust.
Happy New Year to all... May it bring exactly what you want. (me too except I don't know what I want!)