I finally went to see Tattoo Dave last night to talk about the design of my tattoo in memory of Mike. I figured I'd go with a hibiscus but I wanted to show him my other idea too.
The hibiscus will have the coloring of this flower that was one of the hibiscus plants I raised one year. Dave will put some green leaves around it to bring out even more color.
What I had kind of wanted to do was this with the little guy biting the one's ear being a white tiger cub instead of a white lion cub - and figured that would be "Mike" giving me a hard time. And yes, those that know me so well - this is a photo from one of my many Siegfried and Roy calendars. I think these two cubs are adorable but like I figured and others told me - and Dave confirmed last night - with this design the tat would have to be quite large and I'm not going to do large.
Finally I got the photo of Butler and his diaper to load to my blog - ain't that somethin' :) He's worn it three times and the last time I came home to find pee and poo both on the floor with the diaper still on and NO poo in the diaper at all. Now, I didn't think to check to see if Butler had "freed Willy" like he used to do with his Speedo to account for the pee on the floor because I'm like, "how in the world did the poo get outside the diaper through the hole by his tail without getting any poo on the diaper or making a mess on Butler?" I honestly think Butler has beaten me on all of this. I'm ready to "tap out" like they do in UFC.
Last night had a rough night. I try to stay upbeat during the day - but the nights can be horrid. The tears just flowed. A couple of years ago while driving to my annual Girls Weekend with Jenni in the car - she was telling me about how her oldest sister had lost her husband - with me not having any idea that in a couple of years I would be in this same boat. Jenni said she was amazed and happy to see how many friends her sister had for a support group at the funeral and all. But her sister's pastor said something to Jenni that really made Jenni think - where are all the friends at night when she's at home by herself and trying to go to sleep? Who holds her then when she's sad? That is so true. I know I'm not alone, that God is with me and He has sent His comforter but sometimes that just doesn't cut it when you ache because you are physically alone.
Yesterday I found a job opening somewhere that I've thought I would enjoy working so today I completed the application and hand delivered my paperwork. Before I left I made Butler stand next to me to "agree" with me in prayer about this position. It's all in God's hands.
