I just felt I needed to clear the air a little bit since H pulled a little “anonymous” prank and made fun of my tattoo. 😀
My tattoo is actually a tribal wolf (since my last name means ‘wolf’, you know) but when I’m wearing low-waist jeans or something, the only part that’ll show is the wolf’s ears. H likes to think the ears look like a frog’s eyes peeking out. We have such a weird sense of humor…
I’ll never regret getting the wolf-tattoo, I’ve grown so fond of it and I’m so glad it didn’t stretch during my pregnancy. I got it at the age of
fifteen seventeen (as a birthday present from one of my best friends) but I really had thought it through for several years – I even printed it out on a transparency sheet (you know, the ones made for overhead projectors?) and held it where I wanted the tattoo and stood like that in front of the mirror for hours.