Wednesday, September 8, 2010

"Crazy kids-err thirty-somethings these days!"

My husband got me exactly what I wanted for my 30th birthday...a tattoo.  Now most of you will say, "ok, big deal?" or "why?!?" and the reason is simple:  I had wanted one for ten years. My parents had the brilliant plan that if I did any of the tattooing and piercing in college, they wouldn't pay for college anymore.  So I waited.  When I met my husband, he was pierced, but not tattooed because he isn't such a fan...so I put it off and off.  And bam!  Happy 30th Birthday to me.  He was not only going to take me, he was going to hold my hand and not say anything negative about it.  :)


I have found that most un-tattooed people don't like to stare at it for fear of being rude or uncomfortableness in general...and they sure don't ask what it means whereas some people will lift my arm and ask me to tell them the story behind it.  If you know me for real, you know there is *always* a story and I want to share it with those of you who don't know the story.  :P

We love music in my house...every morning my husband feeds the kids breakfast while I check my email, read the news, blog, etc.  And the music is always roaring from the kitchen.  A family favorite is Bob Marley's "Three Little Birds".  My middle guy, four years old, ADORES music and he would go around the house singing the words:

Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"
Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou"

I settled on three little birds for my three little birds.  My friend drew it up and here we are today.  Now I also chose to include the words be love. underneath it.  My boyfriend, Jason Mraz :P, was talking in an interview about how most of us wait for the opportunities to be in love with someone...that feeling of love and waiting to love and be loved.  In life, every action we do should be love.  Everybody should be treated with love and compassion.  This is my daily reminder.

My friend found me a place about an hour away that is supposed to be a little more "clean"..they don't add all the extra preservatives to the ink so we headed down there.  And it hurt BAD.  But I love it and want another one.  :)




I chose my arm because I want to be able to look at it all the time...why go through the pain if you can't see it.? 

So don't forget to be love in everything you do today.  :)

4 comments:

Melanie said...

Amanda, it is so completely beautiful! I am going soon to get tats # 4 and 5.
I adore the saying "be love". It's so....big. If that makes sense.

Anonymous said...

Amanda, the tattoo is beautiful.
Charlotte has wanted a tattoo since she was 14 and i told her she had to wait till she was 18, ( such a bad mom, lol)
Anyhow, shes 18 on Sunday and im going to take her for her first tattoo.
She wants a rosary around the ankle with Ginos name on it in his honor, What a nice thought : - )

Amanda said...

Thanks Mel, what do you have in mind??

Karen, that is just awesome. You will have to post a picture after she gets it done...

Anonymous said...

I'm the parent with the crazy idea!! I'm glad that I forced you to finish college so that you would have to wait and choose something as meaningful to you for the remainder of your life as your tatoo. I love it:) Mom (aka Mimi)

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