Wednesday, May 5, 2010


I've got one.
When I was 19 and after trying my design on with permanent marker in my dorm room, I decided I really wanted to go through with it.  I wanted to get a cross to remind me of my faith's nothing elaborate but I like how it makes me feel when I look at it. 
Yesterday my little friends discovered my tattoo. I had totally forgotten when I put on my capris today that it would be showing. 
"Mrs. Wolfe, what's that black thing on your leg?"
"Did you color on yourself with marker?"
"It's the letter t!"
"No! It's a tattoo and it's a cross," said one very street-wise little boy.
 oh geez
I just started in with my lesson hoping they would forget about that fact that their innocent kindergarten teacher had a permanent marking on her leg much like that of their older siblings and parents. 

I don't regret getting my tattoo...well actually I've regretted it maybe a few times. I'm just glad I didn't get the Broncos logo or Daffy Duck tattooed across my forehead...see mom?  Comparatively it could have been a lot worse :) 

1 comment :

  1. at least they can recognize the letter 't' ~Elizabeth :-)