New Tattoo

I haven't gotten tattooed in probably a year and a half. Not because I don't want to anymore, but because we moved to San Diego, didn't know any tattooers and have been pretty broke for the past year. So, it was really rad when Molly introduced me to Jasmine at Buju Tattoo. The tattoo shop is the most inviting and comfortable shop I've been in. I love Staring Without Caring, our favorite tattoo shop in Tucson, and this place reminded me a bit of it. I wish I took more photos of the entire shop, but you can go check it out.

Like I said, it's been a good while since I've been tattooed, and it wasn't as bad as I remember. I don't mind getting tattooed, yeah it hurts, of course, but I have a pretty high pain tolerance I guess. I've wanted to get my lower fingers tattooed forever, but I just didn't know what I wanted, and as soon as I got my heart set on "dog mom" I couldn't stop thinking about it. I'm super happy with how it came out and would go see Jasmine again in a heart beat.

Doug got tattooed too, and his looks pretty neat. It says "Don't raise crows. They'll peck your eyes out."

So that's what we did on a little break today. We are nearing the end of this crazy week, and I can't wait for Saturday, because it's Doug's birthday!!

Have you gotten tattooed lately? If so what? And what are you doing to stay sane during this crazy week?

xo,

Beca

Who's that Girl?

Oh that's me!

So, I know ALL of you already follow miss Dani's blog, but if for some ridiculous reason you don't, head on over and say hi, and take a peek at all of my hodgepodge tattoos and read the stories behind them. I have always enjoyed reading Dani's tattoo Tuesday feature, and am super honored to be a part of it!

I have about a billion things to do today, but I'll be back with a shop update and some news later today!

xo,

Beca

For Grandpa

Yesterday, I went to the mail like everyday. I love getting mail. I wait for the mail to come. I know my post man, he knows our dogs and we're good old pals. Ha! So, I was so excited to see a package from my Grandparents, as I wasn't expecting anything.

Inside the package was something that is so near and dear to my heart, I instantly burst into tears and cried for the next 15 minutes until Doug came home from work and then I cried some more.

My Grandpa Jack is 90 years old, and he has Alzheimer disease. I talk to him every weekend, and some days , he remembers me and jokes with me about when I'm going to get married, but other days, he has no idea who I am and talks to me the same way he would address a stranger - polite and distant. I try to stay positive, and I ALWAYS call, no matter how hard it gets.

One thing that hasn't changed is that my Grandpa Jack is a fantastic story teller. He is charismatic and I could listen to him for days. One story that I have always cherished is the story of him and three friends breaking a world record for bicycle endurance in 1929. He was 8 years old.

My grandma sent me the original newspaper article. Here it is. My grandpa is the little boy on the bike on the right side of the article.

The story meant so much to me that a few years ago, I got a half sleeve tattoo of it by Isaiah at Staring Without Caring. He took some creative liberties and made it whimsical and beautiful. The banner says "I remember" because it doesn't matter that my grandpa can't remember much of anything anymore, I will always remember.

I worked all day today, and my brain was spinning with ideas, so I am going to camp out at the sewing machine until Doug gets home.

xo,

Beca

New Shoes

My new shoes!

I am pretty much totally in love with them, and they're super comfortable.

(ps, Doug got me that tattoo for my birthday last year, it's of my amazon parrot LeRoy, who I don't get to see anymore because he lives at my mom's house in Phoenix. I miss him.)

xo,

Bec

PS

(these still make me smile everyday)