I overheard this conversation between my daughter and her friend this afternoon as they were putting on fake tattoos:
Sandra, importantly: My dad has two tattoos. REAL tattoos.
Lydia, unimpressed: Yeah, my mom has five.
Sandra, wide-eyed: Can I see?
Five? Really? You’re toooo cool! I have yet to get a tatoo – just can’t seem to come up with a location that hasn’t sagged horribly and a design that I like.
Ankles are a good location … so are the shoulder blades. But yeah, taking the sag factor into account, I’m totally running out of spaces. I really do want another one though.