So, three more days until I'm tattooed. Can you believe it? Because I sure can't. In high school, I couldn't wait to get a tattoo. But I'm happy I waited three years to get something that I really wanted. This is not something I will ever regret. I love my baby more than life itself. I just hope Rich follows through. I mean, he's a very talented artist, I'm just nervous that I'm going to look at it and realize, that's not my cat. Ahh.. hopefully not. I've already got my next two planned out as well. Yikes.
So, life has been humdrum other than the tattooage. My parents and Tyler's parents now get together. We all went out to Arborg for Tyler's birthday. It's weird, and very grown up feeling. It still kind of freaks me out. I'm extremely excited for this month to be over and done with. One more month until Tyler and I are in Scotland. I hope we don't kill each other... and hopefully, by the end of summer, I will be the proud owner of a Suzuki SX4. And then me and Dainna can road trip it uppp. LA here we come.
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