Fresh Ink

On Saturday I accompanied my sister to the tattoo parlor while she got a cover up tattoo done on her hip, homage to her wonderful dog Louis.  As for me...I got a little fresh ink done myself, the name of a dear friend that passed.  While some people may not understand, it is true that tattoos are addicting....the pain...the buzzing sound of the needle...the thrill of having something permanent etched deep into your skin.