Giving Thanks, Showing Ink and More....

First of all I want to say a huge THANK YOU to each and every one of you who commented on my last post. The "anniversary" of my little sisters death is always a hard day for me, but this year it was extremely hard. I'm not sure why it hit me so hard this year, but it did. I talked to my other two sisters and it was the same for them too.

You guys were great. Your comments made me feel so loved, and so understood. I can't thank y'all enough, really! Especially my BB girls! I've said it before and I'll say it again, even when I'm not taking a huge part in the group y'all always seem to come together and show me love when I need it the most. Thank you! I love you girls, more than you'll ever know!!

On the day of the "anniversary" hubby had an appointment to get his new tattoo. He made this appointment in August, that's how busy this guy (the tattoo artist) is. So this past Saturday we spent the evening at the tattoo shop. We've both been tattooed  by Jen (who works there) before, but hubby really wanted one from the guy who owns the shop, so that's who his appointment was with. This guy does AMAZING work!

I love that the tattoo that he got has a rose on it, and that he picked that one because my Mom's name was Rose and he wanted one to (in part) honor her! I love him for that!!

Getting started. 

Ha! Ha! I was picking on them about this pic! There hubby is with his arm/hand on Mike's leg and he's doing "that" with his hand! They were actually talking about the tattoo that hubby's 70 something year old Mother wants to get while they're here visiting! She wants a tiny daisy tattoo! How cool is she?? 

The finished product! How gorgeous is that thing? I love it!

While we were there Jen drew up tattoo's for two different guys, who apparently didn't know what in the hell they wanted! She drew up 5 or 6 different pics for them...each. And they still didn't like what she'd drawn up. So she told them that they needed to go home and think about what it was that they really wanted.

Obviously,  she was not a happy camper! She'd spent over five hours drawing up stuff for these two guys only to end up not having a tattoo to do.

Hubby and I had discussed that I wanted to get a tattoo for my little sister (since I have one for my other two sisters). So I was asking Jen about it while I was there. I told her I wanted to get her initials on the back of my neck and asked her how much she would charge me. She said..."Want to do it now?" I figured I might as well since we were already there and she was charging me almost nothing to do it! It took her less than 15 minutes to draw it up and tattoo it on me!

How fitting that I got it on the "anniversary" of her passing?

Is it bad that I'm already thinking about what tattoo I want next? I mean...I have 7 and I want another one lol!

I stopped by the grocery store (that I used to work at) earlier today and one of the managers asked me when I was going to come back to work. Honestly, I didn't think I could because of the reason I was let go. I was $100 short. It was the second time I was short over $100. So I'd never even thought about going back. But now she's got me thinking about it.

Don't get me wrong. The job drove me nuts. I hated the hours. I hated working weekends and holidays. But I felt good when I worked there. I KNEW that I was good at my job. Being a book keeper and CSR (shift supervisor) was right up my alley. My bosses loved the work that I did. Honestly, when we found out that I was short my bosses did everything they could to keep home office from letting me go.

I mean, they'd looked at the camera footage, they knew I didn't steal the money...I made a mistake and gave someone they're change (from $100 bill) and their $100 bill back. No excuse...my f*ck up. But hell, home office had cut our hours so much that I'd gone from having 9 cashiers at night to 3. That meant that I had to get on a register A LOT. I was on a register, I had a cashier calling me because they needed me to go turn a key, another cashier calling me because they needed change and I was trying to handle the customer I had at my register at the same time. Still...no excuse.

I'm debating going back. I guess it's something that hubby and I will have to discuss. I'm really not sure if I want to put myself through that stress again. And if I do go back then that would mean that I would have to put getting my GED on hold...again. I really don't want to do that. Now that I've got a car that I can depend on I was getting ready to go back and finish. I don't have much longer left...there's only 3 more parts of the GED test that I need to take. I know that I'll pass two of them...it's just the math portion of the test that I'm gonna have to take some kind of class before I can pass it. I'm thinking that right now...the GED is more important!

Not this coming weekend but the next hubby and I will be making a quick trip to Charlotte to pick his parents up. We'll drive up there (6 hour trip) and turn around and drive home the same day. It's just too hard trying to find someone to come and take care of our dogs for us to make it an overnight trip.

Anyroadtrips, They're coming to spend the holidays with us. Hubby will bring them back to Charlotte in January while I'm in Louisiana for my Godchild's wedding. 

Well, that's my update and I'm sticking to it! Haha!