I’m a creative in all aspects of the word, including with my body – whether that is with the clothes I wear, how I do my makeup, the fact that my current style is to keep my hair dyed purple, getting various piercings, or meaningful tattoos.
I have more planned with this for the next six months – one piercing and three tattoos.
First the piercing. It’s actually a do over as I’ve had it done before – piercing my tragus. I had it done on the right side, but it didn’t heal right and now there’s scar tissue. That can happen when you do the piercings yourself. 😉 This time around, I’m having a professional do it and having my left tragus pierced.
I will hopefully get the first of three tattoos this Saturday. It’s a very simple one – a black semicolon on my neck behind my right ear. For those unaware, the semicolon has become a symbol of support for suicide intervention and mental health issues – it basically means your story is not over yet. I’m getting it on my neck behind my right ear for personal reasons.
Eventually there will be two more tattoos. From the suggestion from a friend when my Mountain Mama sticker on my car was defaced, I’m going to get the sticker design tattoed on my right arm under my name. No one will be able to take that away from me – forever a Mama and forever from the Appalachian Mountains.
Lastly, once the divorce is finalized, I will mark the occasion with a rainbow phoenix in the center of my upper back. A phoenix to celebrate me rising from the ashes and rainbow to celebrate my re-entry into the LGBTQI community.
So very excited for the future and the version of me I am becoming!
It’s about that time of year again, y’all. All hearts and roses. Ideas of true love and being together forever.
This will be the first time in 20 years that I’m single on Valentine’s Day. That’s not so much of a huge deal to me as you would think because as I’ve said before, my daughter is the love of my life, and I’ve got quite a surprise planned for her.
However, on the romantic side of things, there’s no one to speak of in regards to love and soulmates and all that jazz. So, like Lizzo, I’m gonna be my own soulmate. This year, Valentine’s Day is all about celebrating ME and self love and self care.
First it will start with a spa day – a nice massage followed up by a mani-pedi. I was even thinking of getting some waxing done, but ugh, I don’t think I can go there. Next, I will go shopping – not for anything in particular, but looking for anything that feels nice against my skin. I will wrap it all up with making myself a special dinner and enjoying a bottle of merlot. Ah, heaven.
Of course, I do have to re-institute the annual watching of the horror movie “Valentine” with David Boreanaz. With watching it, you would think I’m bitter, but ah, it’s for the eye candy.
Happy V-Day, y’all – and remember, you can’t love anyone else if you don’t love yourself first.
My period of mourning has been over for a while now. Time to reimagine myself.
First, I’m growing my hair long again. I cut it really short in September 2019. It’s time to embrace the length. I’m still going to keep it dyed creative colors. And I have to say, I’m not the only one excited about this. 😉
Second, my health is finally on an upswing! It’s time to start eating well again. My daughter and I agree, it’s time to get back to low carb, high protein.
Slowly, but surely, all things are working out great. Bomb family, bomb friends, bomb job, and now it’s time for a new and improved bomb ME.