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ON MY WAY HOME FROM the gym today, I passed a well-reviewed tattoo parlor. When I passed Monday, I heard someone say he was there for a piercing. So, today, I did the same thing. I have two holes in my left ear and decided to get one in my right. I’d been thinking about it for a while — since the pandemic began. Although I at times love the tattoos I see, I simply change my mind too often to commit to something like that.
Years ago, I dreamed I had a tattoo on my back. It was at the upper left and wrapped around my arm. In the dream, my sister, Dale, and San Geraldo’s mother, Alice, were behind me looking over my shoulder. I took that as a sign — not that I necessarily believe in signs — that they were watching over me. When I woke up, I searched online and found the actual image (above), which I couldn’t remember seeing before the dream. I decided to get it. Then I read more and changed my mind. “… for some Native American tribes, the bird is seen as a symbol of protection. In contrast, others feel it represents something evil and associate it with the god of death.” I wanted a guarantee of protection and not an invitation to the god of death. So, finally, instead of a tattoo, I got my right ear pierced. Interestingly, when I look at that owl now, I don’t even like it that much.
I found a great mouse toy last week for the cats. The body is a pouch that seals with velcro and the toy came with a tube of catnip. They’ve never shown any interest in catnip, but the mouse was cute and the right shape and weight that I knew they’d enjoy no matter what. So, I bought two. They went nuts. I’ve never seen Moose play like that. He licked it, flipped it, and hugged it. So, did Dudo. I think it’s time to add new catnip.
The book is done! It wound up being 682 pages and will be at the printer by this time next week. San Geraldo says my new piercing is my reward for finishing the book. What does he get? Oh, yeah, the book!
Nutrition and Fitness Report
Stretching: Every day without fail.
Walking: 6.4 km / 4 miles Tuesday. 3 km / so far today.
Gym: Monday was the best chest and back workout. Today was the best arms and shoulders. I feel good!
Notes: A slab of banana bread with breakfast Tuesday.
DE CAMINO A CASA HOY desde el gimnasio, pasé por un salón de tatuajes bien revisado. Cuando pasé el lunes, escuché a alguien decir que estaba allí para hacerse un piercing. Entonces, hoy hice lo mismo. Tengo dos agujeros en la oreja izquierda y decidí hacerme uno en la derecha. Lo había estado pensando durante un tiempo, desde que comenzó la pandemia. Aunque a veces me encantan los tatuajes que veo, simplemente cambio de opinión con demasiada frecuencia para comprometerme con algo así.
Hace años, soñé que tenía un tatuaje en la espalda. Estaba en la parte superior izquierda y se envolvía alrededor de la parte superior de mi brazo. Mi hermana, Dale, y la madre de San Geraldo, Alice, estaban detrás de mí mirando por encima del hombro. Lo tomé como una señal, no es que crea necesariamente en las señales. Cuando me desperté, busqué en línea y encontré la imagen real (arriba), que no recordaba haber visto antes del sueño. Decidí conseguirlo. Luego leí más sobre la imagen y cambié de opinión. “… Para algunas tribus nativas americanas, el pájaro es visto como un símbolo de protección. Por el contrario, otros sienten que representa algo maligno y lo asocian con el dios de la muerte”. Quería una protección garantizada y no una invitación al dios de la muerte. Entonces, finalmente, en lugar de un tatuaje, me perforaron la oreja derecha. Curiosamente, cuando miro a esa lechuza ahora, ni siquiera me gusta tanto.
Encontré un gran juguete de ratón para gatos. El cuerpo es una bolsa que se sella con velcro y el juguete venía con un tubo de hierba gatera. Nunca han mostrado ningún interés en la hierba gatera, pero el ratón era lindo y tenía la forma y el peso correctos que sabía que disfrutarían sin importar nada. Entonces, compré dos. Ellos se volvieron locos. Nunca había visto a Moose jugar con un juguete como ese. Lo lamió, le dio la vuelta y lo abrazó. También lo hizo Dudo. Creo que es hora de agregar una nueva hierba gatera.
¡El libro está hecho! Terminó siendo de 682 páginas y estará en la imprenta a esta hora la semana que viene. San Geraldo dice que mi nuevo piercing es mi recompensa por terminar el libro. ¿Qué obtiene? ¡Oh, sí, el libro!
Informe de Nutrición y Estado Físico
Estiramiento: 6,4 km / 4 millas el martes. 3 km / 2 millas lo que va de hoy.
Gimnasio: El lunes fue el mejor entrenamiento de pecho y espalda. Hoy fue el mejor de brazos y hombros. ¡Me siento bien!
Notas: Una rebanada de pan de plátano con desayuno el martes.
42 thoughts on “Pumped and pierced / Bombeado y perforado”
Great headline! Congrats on the ear and the book. I agree on tattoos, nothing that permanent.
I see some beautiful tattoo art and some hideous. But, clearly, it’s not for me.
Stoned again!! The boys will never be the same! lol
I have two very small tattoos…..one near each ankle. I got the first with my 16 year old nephew when I was 40……his mom was NOT happy! My next tattoo was when I was 45. You see, my plan was to get one every 5 years. I have a LOT of catching up to do I guess.
Some tattoos I really like on people, others are a mess.
I had a great title planned “Let’s Go Get Stoned.” Somehow, the photos ended up here. Ooh, I can imagine the trouble you were in about your 16-year-old nephew! But what a great tattoo memory. I agree about the messes, too! Too many messes here among the exposed tourists!
I neglected to mention that my nephew got a very large unicorn on the side of one of his calves……yes, my sister was NOT happy one little bit.
A unicorn? Does he regret that now? And have you been forgiven?
That must be super potent catnip to get Dudo and Moose so worked up! You pusher, you.
I was stunned. Figured it was another waste of time. So much fun to watch them. More this afternoon as a reward for surviving Isabel’s cleaning frenzy.
We catnip a scratching post to keep the cats, mostly Consuelo, from destroying furniture, and they go ape for it.
I used to have two holes one ear but stopped wearing an earring there a while back. And I do have a few tattoos, but you really need to want one, and to keep one, to get one.
I always jokes about these guys who get a Yosemite Sam [or some cartoon character] when they’re20 and forget who it is when they’re80.
I hav a scratching pad mounted on a wall to discourage them from scratching the furniture when they come in from the terrace. I’ll give it a try with this new catnip. Yep, I see some tattoos and wonder if they regret them now. Some great tattoo art at the gym recently. (Good canvases help.) Lots of awful messes to see among the tourists year-round.
How interesting that the image of the bird appeared to you in your dream before you’d actually seen it in real life! (Or at least before you were aware of seeing it.) I agree about tattoos. I see a lot of people with big elaborate tattoos and can’t help but wonder if they’re going to regret them later. I think I would.
My left ear is pierced twice but I haven’t worn anything in it in more than 20 years. I bet the holes have closed by now.
The last company I worked for was 1950s conservative (in the 2000s). Awful. The sr. vp, significantly younger than me, didn’t approve of my 2 earrings. I normally didn’t always wear them but when she commented once that it wasn’t appropriate for a man, I never missed a day. She also didn’t approve of my mentioning Jerry at client dinners when everyone talked about their families. Sorry to get sidetracked!
I’d have gotten two more earrings with that kind of motivation! What a cow.
She was awful… and awful in her position. She wrote up a new dress code and included that women could only wear open-toed shoes if only the tips of two toes were visible. AND… she used “yous” as the plural of “you”!
Many, many congratulations on completing the book, SG (and on all the work you, Mitchell, did in the editing, formatting department). A great achievement.
Glad you passed on the tattoo. All I can think when I see some many young people covered in them is just how awful they will look in the decades to come when their skin starts to sag/crepe. The fact you don’t even like the owl now tells you how chancy that choice would have been.
My father’s best friend his entire life was in the Navy in WWII. He had a mermaid on one arm, an anchor on the other, and a tall ship on his chest. I loved seeing them. Before he was 60, the anchor had melted, the mermaid had ichthyosis, and the ship had sunk.
Los piercings en los hombres mayores se ven bien , más juveniles sin cruzar los límites , Harrison Ford , Maradona , Morgan freeman
Pero dónde está un hombre mayor? Aunque estoy de acuerdo. Ayer seleccioné un pendiente y el tipo me dijo que era para el ombligo. “Gracias, no,” dije! Por cierto, muchas gracias por visitar y comentar … ¡y en español!
I still have the same three holes I was born with and still no ink.
Those putty Tats made my afternoon here! I adore those two.
I was going to say how many holes I had but I didn’t know what counted as a hole. Nostrils don’t count?
I have one tattoo that I got on a dare from my daughter. It is nothing big, so I have no regrets. I have never done a piercing, but I like them! Glad your cats liked their new toys!
What are your tattoos? Obviously, if that’s too personal, no need to respond.
No, I don’t mind the question at all! I always enjoy hearing from you. I went back into the archives of my blog and I found the post of when I got it. I had to do a bit of searching as it was a year longer ago than I thought! Time flies! https://mcpersonalspace54.wordpress.com/2019/08/
Headed there now!
You have to scroll down to the post called “A bit of a stumble.”
I LOVE the equal sign tattoo and I love the fact that you went with your daughter. Now, that’s a tattoo I could easily do. The meaning for you at the time must have been so powerful. Thanks for sharing it. (So, what’s the second tattoo and where is it?) It was also happy to read that post from more than 2 years ago. So much has changed in that time. You’ve been through an awful lot, but you’ve come out so much stronger and prouder!
Thank you! Not sure what the next one will be. My daughter is no longer here to egg me on!
Somehow, I got it in my head that you have TWO tattoos. Sorry about that. OK, time for my walk. (It sure is early in the morning for you!)
Congratulations on completing the book. That’s a fantastic achievement. Well done to you both.
It’s very exciting. Waiting for the printer to respond. Holiday time!
I’m gonna skip pumping and piercing because, well just because 🙂 Yay for the book completion! The boys are adorable as usual. May late cat, Barnaby, preferred bleach and vapo-rub to catnip. Don’t know why.
Of course your dog preferred bleach and vapo-rub! Our cats are curious about everything and then usually sniff and bolt away. Bleach and vapo-rub would be on the Bolt list. Speaking of vapo-rub, I was so excited to bring back root beer barrel candies from the States one time and almost all my Spanish friends and acquaintances said they tasted like vapo-rub!
Uh, Scoot, Barnaby was my cat. He looked a lot like Blobby’s Sophie. My dogs prefer the oh so subtle *cough* scent of Balder Half’s dirty underwear. Barnaby had a lot more class !
Yeah, I knew Barnaby was your cat. My fingers just got confused. Moose loves the scent of MY underwear. Of course, mine ALWAYS smells fresh as a daisy… or something.
Love Love the Kitties. So fabulous as always !
We never gave our Kitties catnip but when Son adopted them they were quite old.
Congratulation on the book.
The cats are now 10-1/2 and this is the first time they‘ve ever shown an interest in catnip.
Moose is in ecstasy!
Some people seem as though they’re addicted to tattoos. They get one, then another, and then the next thing you know, there’s more ink than flesh (or so it seems.) I have a theory it’s akin to changing hairstyles. Except you can’t quite change a tattoo, so instead just add to it.
Congratulations on the book.
Yes, I think many people get one tattoo and then get hooked. And I do know a number of people who weren‘t quite satisfied with what they got, so they decided to add to it to make it more pleasing.
Dos gatos embriagados! Que tan una desgracia !
At first I thought that was Toldem Art and I tried to read what it said.
Did you figure it out. That would make some nice art!