I woke up this morning thinking about my boy. He turns 26 today and I love all my children completely but Jake was my absolute choice. I did not choose to have him in the first place but I definitely chose to keep him. Not everyone has a story like Jake and I but all of it leads to gratitude I will not choose to change a moment of it if that would mean not having him in my life. I was in the middle of my tattoo when he called about a watch that we were ordering for me and I was able to have a great conversation with him and find out that I would get to see him next month when he comes to stay with his daughter. I look forward to that very much. They will stay with me which makes it even more special.
Which brings me to my tattoo. I was very excited to be able to share what I hoped for and have quick design revisions to end up with my Vancouver Island MusicFest tribute tattoo on my right leg just above the ankle bone. When I am at music fest I have a great deal of pink. I try to have everything is hot pink as I can so people can find me easily and my cart is decorated with that so no one will drive off in it. so, of course, that will include pink flamingos over the years, thus, that’s my choice for my tribute tattoo. it happens that last year was my 11th year at music fest, this is the missing year, but it is also my 11th tattoo. I chose to get it done by Kimberly Frixel who played my daughter in the tin woman as that’s when we became friends and since then she has opened her own business, The Tattooed Unicorn. we sat and chatted, she made some drawings, I adjust them and then suddenly I knew it was exactly what I wanted and today I went and spent 2 1/2 hours under her gun. She is new and takes longer but is also a little obsessive so I don’t have to worry as I think she is her own biggest critic and pays extraordinary attention to every little detail. I was very happy with the result.
Afterward I decided to treat myself to fish and chips as I had a gift card to the hideout. As I was pulling up to park, I had a phone call from my mom, who told me that uncle Toni is being transferred and treated and it may not be the end after all. I’m so confused, my emotions don’t even know how to handle it, so I told her just to let me know one way or the other if something should change. Don’t get me wrong I am grateful that he is not dead it’s just that yesterday I thought he was so I have already processed his passing and now it seems he has not. It’s weird, trust me. The fish and chips were almost as good as the Belgian Wit.
I continued working on getting the pool empty which is green and gross and then putting together the sections of my fence although there were screws missing and I will deal with that tomorrow. Next I came in and got my sewing machine working properly and fixed Diane‘s mask and mine and took off to deliver it to her which of course led to drinking wine and playing crib and enjoying many laughs. there is talk of Ireland in 2023 for some landmark birthdays!
triumphgal 