Monday, June 27, 2011

Supergirl

So, not a whole lot of people know it yet, but this past April I got my first (and only) tattoo.  I have no plans to get another one probably ever in my life, and not because it hurt or anything, but because I really only ever wanted the one that I have.  It's the Superman emblem, and I absolutely love it.  It turned out exactly the way that I wanted it to. 

I have to confess that what first caused my desire to have the Superman emblem was Jon Bon Jovi.  Yes, I admit it.  When I was a teenager madly in love with the man, I desperately wanted the "S" to match the one he has on his upper arm.  In addition, I grew up watching Superman and was always a huge fan.  However, even in the wildness of my early adult years, I could never conjure up the gumption or courage to just do it.  I was really not positively sure that I wouldn't at some point regret it.  Plus, I wasn't sure where to get it.  I didn't want it anywhere that was going to be hard to cover up if I didn't want it seen.  I didn't want a tramp stamp.  I didn't want the cliche ankle tattoo.  I wasn't going to put it on my chest......

Over the years, as I've gotten married, started a career, and become a mother, the Superman emblem has meant even more to me.  Sometimes you just feel like you're taking on the world.  It's "Rachel to the rescue!" singing the Mighty Mouse theme song. 

So, I wondered if I should make it "mean" something.  Like, get the emblem but with a "J" in honor of my husband and two children (whose names all start with--duh--"J") instead of the "S."  But, that kind of takes away from the whole "Superman" thing.  And, I have to be honest in saying that I don't feel like I should have to tattoo my families' names or initials to reaffirm how much I love them.  If that isn't evident in my actions and behaviors and the way that I treat them, than I clearly have bigger issues than just wanting a tattoo. 

I only ever wanted the Superman emblem.  So, at 34 years of age, I just did it.  I got it on my right shoulder blade.  And I love it.  I know this will sound silly, but when I'm ever doubting myself or feeling completely overwhelmed, I remember that I'm wearing the "S" and I can do anything.  It makes me feel more courageous and strong.  I know, I know--silly, but true. 

And, if I'm being completely honest, I have to admit that somewhere deep inside of me is the hope that one day I'll finally meet Jon and he can autograph his name right over my tattoo that matches his.  In which case, I'll be getting a second tattoo.......

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Why a blog?

Hmmmm....this is a difficult question.  Why start a blog?  Is anyone really that interested in my world?  I don't know.  Truth is, a great friend from my childhood started a blog and I really enjoy reading her random thoughts.  I have a lot of random thoughts, too.  I don't know that anyone else cares to read about them, but I like just spewing them into the cyber-world.  It's kind of like the journal/diary entries I kept growing up.  But then, I also have family & friends all over the country that like to have random updates on my kids and my hubby and my life, so I figured this would be a great place to keep everybody posted.  So, thanks to my great childhood "Beaches" friend for the idea.  I don't know that I'll be as creative as she is in the non-identification of her family members, but I'll do my best to live up to her amazing example. 

This should be fun.  :)