Once you pop, you just can’t stop

Everyone tells you tattoos are addicting. If you grow up in the bible belt, they tell you they are the mark of the beast that will send you to hell in the event of the second coming. Somehow I do not think it is my tattoos that have sealed my fate in hell.

As soon as you get one tattoo, you need another. (Not if you get your first tattoo when you are drunk and you end up with a picture of tweetie bird on your ass)

Each tattoo I get, I tell myself this is the last one. And I really fool myself into believing for a a couple weeks.

This is where you ask to see my tattoos, but not today.

I have three tattoos, technically four, as I added to one years after I got it. I am not sure if that counts as one or two. Maybe the tattoo artists who read my blog can tell me.


My latest need is a sleeve. Yes, I have reached that level. I desperately want a sleeve. As a teacher, that is slightly frowned upon. Granted I already have tattoos that show everyday already, I do not want to push it.

But, one day I will not be a teacher, and that is the day I will get my sleeve. This is how I want the sleeve to start, I have to figure out how I want it to finish. Of course at the same time it can’t look exactly like this, because I hate the idea of copying someone’s tattoo.

I am not cute damn it.

I am petite, thin,  and “cute as a button” giving me quite the innocent look.

This pisses me off. And has since I was a kid.

I AM NOT CUTE! DAMNIT! I am edgy and dangerous.

image from google images

I promise






damn, no I’m not.

This would not be a problem, except people laugh at me. All the time. Literally.

Why blog about this today? If this is a life long problem. I walk into work and go to my department head to let them know I got a new tattoo and it is visible. I am allowed to show my tattoos as long as they are tasteful. What was her response and the response of a co worker. Laughter. For five minutes. Followed by you are just so funny. Why? Because I just don’t look like a girl that would get tattoos, so me enjoying getting tattoos is just ridiculous.


This post is for all of us out there that are tired of being considered completely ridiculous by simply being ourselves.

No matter how many times they laugh, write you off, or dismiss you, stand tall! Be proud!





Tattoos are a completely legitimate addiction. In fact its the perfect addiction.

Well until your coworker thinks you are a bad influence because of a tattoo the size of a quarter.  Oh I dont hold grudges. nope never.

Oh but that isn’t going to stop me from getting more. I mean once you get one how do you stop? I keep telling myself this will be the last one and then the rush of that needle piercing your skin and i am already plotting my next one. I cant stop. I dont want to stop. How can I become a thugged out maw maw if I am not tatted up? I mean really. Do people expect me to be a little old lady in a nice dress that plays bridge?

I often wonder why people see tattoos as a bad thing, and jobs make you cover them up. The majority of americans have tattoos. I think. Tattoos are like a window into the soul of a person. Such deep self expression. To have the courage to display a part of your true self permanently for all to see. That takes guts and should be applauded not hidden.