Boobstraps, Tattoos, it's been a busy day.

Ok, it's sad, I don't even know how to spell Tattoo'd, Tattooed?  I am so not the biker broad, cool chick I think I am.

Today was an incredibly girly day.  Melissa and I spent the day together and although we are not girly-girls, we had a fabulous day.  Does that sound girly?

After I had my CT and Tattoos done Kent and I went and had coffee this morning.  I guess that's our Wednesday morning coffee date, 2 days early!

When I got home I picked up Melissa, we went and got make up for her--it's hard to believe that MY daughter was lacking make-up.  It's a sad reality that now has been remedied.

I then convinced her to go visit Lyndsey (pronounced with an I not a Y) to get her eyebrows done.  We giggled most of the way through it..if you are in Victoria and you need to see someone, go see Lyndsey at Chatters in Tillicum Mall.  She was....wait for it....fabulous.  :)

We then got groceries.  (Fun day continues!)

We ate lunch together and chilled for a bit then decided, we needed to go out for more.

So we went to Canadian Tire and bought new cushions for the table outside, we were thinking of recovering them with material...I couldn't be bothered.

We went to Decade downtown Victoria--got Melissa outfitted for the honeymoon, and a ... fabulous dress for the wedding rehearsal!

Ok that's enough fabulous for one day.

We then went to Mayfair Mall.  You'd think for girls like us this would not be enticing or a trap but it was.  I bought Kent some clothes, Melissa bought some for Jonathan, then I found a sun dress.  Shannon G you will be happy to know--it will be amazing with my blue hat!

So, while we were in the Gap buying the clothes for Jonathan I was completely faklempt.  The girl behind the counter was wearing a dark bra under a light and see through shirt.  I know that's the "style" right now, but that's not what was so disconcerning.

It's that the bra simply. did. not. fit.  The girls were HANGING OUT.  And not in a good way....if there is one.

So the MOM in me kicks in.  Someone, (pointing at myself) should tell her.  She probably has no idea how bad the girls actually look.  Then it hits me.  I am Jean Fricker.  She would *SO* do this.

Then it also hit me that hearing this from a girlfriend would be so much better than a total complete stranger.

So I found her co-worker; who agreed with me.  She is a friend and was thinking she should talk to her friend...She also said she would take her out for drinks and let her know that she needs to "hoist those mother's up."

So as we left I told Melissa that on a number of occasions, after being married a while, after having kids, sometimes women need to be reminded to put themselves first.  So I said, sometimes you need to pull yourself up by your bootstraps and put yourself first....Melissa says, Boobstraps?

As a fit of laughter consumes us....we fall into the car..where this quote is concieved, "Sometimes you have to pull yourself up by your boob-straps and hoist those mother's up."  A mixture of Melissa's quote and the co-workers.

Tonight we ended our evening with Danny and Shalia Bakker and little itty bitty Liam.  So thankful when my kids come home.  I don't think they know how much it means to me.

So, back to the tattoo.  I was tattoo'd today to mark where the radiation will be concentrated.  Two small dots on my right leg, one on the left.  Sorry it's not more exciting, but I have decided when this is over I will complete my life long ambition of tattooing myself.  Kent and I tried to take a photo of at least one of these tattoos, but it just didn't work.  Sorry.

I have always wanted a tattoo but I have never done it because I just can't decide what to do.  For a girl who is usually so decisive--I have not been able to settle on a design.

When I was in my 20s and 30s, I wanted a Tasmanian devil tattoo'd to my butt.  So, when I was in the nursing homes and needing my diaper changed--it would be a little surprise for the nursing staff.  Always thinking of how to give back...that's me.

In my 30s and 40s it has been more about a life statement.  I have sort of settled on "One Way, One Truth, One Life."  What the design would look like I have no idea.  Where the design would be has been declared today by the BC Cancer Agency.  Thanks guys.  Who knew that they would actually tattoo me?  I sure wasn't ready for this little surprise today.