Festiscary

Tomorrow is December!  It is the start of the holiday season – from Bodhi the Buddhist Day of Enlightment to Hannuka to Christmas – and there is always the debate over “Happy Holidays” vs “Merry Christmas.”

Me, I am a “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Yule” or “Blessed be.”   I was raised with Christmas but being a Pagan I prefer the Yule celebrations.  I have kids raised as Catholics so Christmas is still a big part of my life. I love the lights and decorations of Christmas.   

Annnnd… I collect Santas. 

He's watching over the deck.

He’s watching over the deck.

In reality, we had to air him out.  I bought him from a second hand store.  I think he’s gorgeous.

GirlKid calls him Festiscary.

GirlKid calls him Festiscary.

He’s a tree topper, sitting on top of a jar of change.  Very scented and I can’t have that in my house.  

Welcome to the start of the happiest time of the year.  Stay as positive as you can and be kind to everyone you meet!  

Muah.

Tranquility

Tranquility

Tranquility

I wish I could convey to you the quiet peace of standing on the deck today.  

The weather, so recently turned cold, has warmed up today again and will do so for the next few days.  Right there, in this moment, there was no sound but for the occasional drip of ice melting, the soft call of a winter bird to another.  The air was still, cool and refreshing.  

After the night I had – one of my body trying to evacuate my insides – a little peace was much needed.  I am exhausted and sore and yet I could still manage to find a moment of tranquility just  stepping out the door for a moment.  

And now the rain has started once more but, for me, that one moment of stillness has gone a long way to restoring my equilibrium.

Gotta love nature and all it has to offer.  

Namasté, my friends.

Rock’n’Roll Tattoo, Glasgow aka My New Ink!

Good morning, darlings!

I hope it’s still morning when I get this done. *laughs*

Two things today:

1. WordPress has added all kinds of new emojis (and I learned what ’emoji’ means too) so now all these wordpress blogs are going to be full of them. 😶  It means I get to waste a lot of time looking for the perfect facial expression.

Orrrrrrrrrr…. I could do things the way I always have and totally ignore it all.

2.  After talking to Val and both of us searching through our pictures (well, her with her list of locations and photo numbers) we have discovered that there was (almost) nothing between the Willow Tea Rooms and the tattoo appointment.  The 9th was the day we went to Livingston Centre the first time, wandered through Sainsburys (awesome store!  I want one here) and took a bus that wandered through the West Lothian countryside.

 Now that I have that sorted I can continue on with the rest here.  

So, when I started planning for the trip I started waffling about getting a tattoo done while there.  It was an expensive souvenir.  It was one I wanted, really wanted.  Eventually, it was my kids who convinced me that I should do it.  Val and The Boyfriend definitely had their bits to say about it but in then end, it was Boykid and Girlkid.  So I started researching tattoo parlours and artists.  

Rock’n’Roll Tattoo and Piercing came highly recommended so I looked them up.  I looked at their website and their Facebook page.  I looked through all their Glasgow artists and I settled on two.  So I emailed them, told them what I was looking for, sent them pictures of my existing tattoos and asked them who would be best.   

We settled on Luke, (You can find his album here), and I sent them images of what I wanted and what I liked.  

There was a bit of a cock up about my appointment.  I thought it was at 4, because of our reservation with the tea room, and RnR thought it was at 2, because of our reservation at the tea room.  Fortunately, they’re pretty fabulous people and “since you’ve come from Canada other people can move for you.”  They rescheduled my appointment AND made the adjustments to the proposal Luke had drawn up.  

Let’s start our photos with the outside of the shop at 11 Watson St, Glasgow.

The graphic art these people turn out - regardless of canvass - is amazing.  Finding the door was a little tricky but mostly because we were blind. lol

The graphic art these people turn out – regardless of canvass – is amazing. Finding the door was a little tricky but mostly because we were blind. lol  And, oh look! A telephone number.

Luke showed us the drawing and then set to work.  He did the clean and scrape with a razor then applied the template.

Luke showed us the drawing and then set to work. He did the clean and scrape with a razor then applied the template.

It's a messy job but I was happy to see it progressing...

It’s a messy job but I was happy to see it progressing…

...and progressing.  I love the purple, pale pink and white inks he used.

…and progressing. I love the purple, pale pink and white inks he used.

Finally, he was finished!  It took about 45 minutes but it was the most painful spot I've been tattooed on thus far.  There will be some who will say that it doesn't hurt there, others who will cuss at the mention of it.

Finally, he was finished! It took about 45 minutes but it was the most painful spot I’ve been tattooed on thus far. There will be some who will say that it doesn’t hurt there, others who will cuss at the mention of it.

We went to a pub down the road called Maggie May's.  Lovely place.  Friendly staff.

We went to a pub down the road called Maggie May’s. Lovely place. Friendly staff.

But the lamb chop... Oh my, so tasty.

But the lamb chop… Oh my, so tasty.

I wanted to strip this wallpaper and take it home.  I may look for it for a bedroom paper.

I wanted to strip this wallpaper and take it home. I may look for it for a bedroom paper.

This is what it looked like a week later.  Gross, eh?

This is what it looked like a week later. Gross, eh?

And this is a month later!  It is wholly healed and even the lingering pain (which happens for me sometimes) is now gone.

And this is a month later! It is wholly healed and even the lingering pain (which happens for me sometimes) is now gone.

I am quite happy with the result of my decision, the nagging of the people who got me to accept that I want the tattoo, with Luke and his work, and with the people who shifted things around so I could get it done. 

Oh!  And with the guy who is in charge of both shops who said, when called for the price of one of their t-shirts, “A client does not come all the way from Canada and get charged for a shirt.”  😘

And I am so sorry, Young Man Behind the Counter, I cannot remember your name.  Stephen keeps coming to mind but I am so, so lousy with names that I can’t be sure I’m right.  

You guys rock.   Luke, thank you so much for putting up with the fubar around my tattoo time, I’ll take the blame for that, you get all the credit for the tattoo.  It’s my favourite now.

I am on the path to rest today.  I had my lidocaine infusion yesterday and I am still tired.  My pain levels are also skyrocketing again.

Muah