My last post was January 8th so I thought I better update everything: No Change
OK, now that I finished that and brought everyone up to date, I'll go on to something that is heavy on my mind. I am nearing a VERY significant birthday. I am just 6 weeks away from my 60th birthday. Now for anyone who wants to point out that longevity is a gift that not all receive and it is better than the alternative, save your typing fingers. I know that and totally agree. However, it does NOTHING to temper my "freak out" over this milestone.
All my life I've felt like I've been a bit out of step with practically everyone else in the universe. In my younger years this caused me a lot of
Anyway, for this 60th birthday, the day that I am sure the sun will delay its rise and the ground will quake, I wanted something to commemorate it that would be equivalent (or at least representative) to the level angst that it is causing me. After looking around and seeing that everyone else was getting a surprise party, I thought that would be a wonderful thing. The only problem is that my hubby is not a surprise party organizing kind of guy. I did my best to try and convince him but have resigned myself to the fact that there will be no surprise party for my 60th birthday.
So I had to start thinking how I could mark this event. What could I do that would demonstrate the HUGE significance of turning 60? And then it came to me . . . I'm going to get a tattoo!
OK, let me say here and now that I have NEVER gotten a tattoo, nor have I ever wanted one! I swore I would go to my cremation oven without the addition of any marks to my body that were not properly done by a surgeon under anethesia (me, not the doctor). I mean really, isn't 60 kind of old for getting a tattoo? Well, I think it is and dammit, that just might have made the idea a bit more attractive!
I am keeping the design a secret and will have an unveiling (Surprise!) once it's done (I don't have an appointment yet). And in case you're wondering, hubby is dead set against this. Damn, the rebel is awakened!
Avoid the traditional large sailing ship across the chest. They tend to clash with a little black dress.
ReplyDeleteI'm all for nonconformity After being single 20+ years I married someone half my age. Everyone I worked with or knew casually said "ACK, WHAT are you thinking! You have a house, you have money, he's after that!. Actually he invented the venting can lid you see on beer cans, his name's on the patent, so he wasn't after my money. My cooking perhaps. But long story short - my family loved him. My dog loved him. My daughter (5 years his senior) thought he was awesome. We've been together 8 years, the last few married, and couldn't be happier. I saw find what makes you happy and go for it.
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ReplyDeleteSorry, duplicate comment for some reason. And that should be "I SAY, find what makes you happy". (and don't drink and blog - drinking wine and eating snackies with my hubby).
ReplyDeleteI wanted a tattoo by the time I was 12. I waited until I was 26 to get mine. My sister and I got matching ones. It is an ancient ruin that means brotherhood. It is on my left ankle. While I often forget it is there, I love, love, love it. It means so much to mean. If I could think of something else as meaningful, I would get a second.
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ReplyDeleteLike you, never thought I would ever do such a thing... then was with 'Emm' in Sydney that recent trip and she wanted company to get her 4th tatt... 'something came over me, occifer...' You'll see mine at the BAR!!! Go for it gal - non-conformists rock!
Eyes-on... YAM xx
Carol you crack me up!!
ReplyDeleteLet me just say 60 for me came and went quite uneventfully 7 years ago!!
I guess maybe I was so freaked out because I knew I'd be retiring at 62..
Tattoo?? you say?? Will it be visible?
Hugs cecilia