I’d like to apologize for taking so long to post this, but this past weekend was so crazy that I wasn’t even sure where to start. I’m going to break it down into a post for Saturday and a post for Sunday because there’s just too much to fit into one post. The craziness never seems to stop around here.
Sis, Little Bubba, and I loaded up first thing Saturday morning and drove an hour to meet our parents at Cracker Barrel. We were meeting them there so that they could take Little Bubba home with them. They wanted to keep him for a week which was fine with sis and I because we needed a break. PTL! Party time!
First we stopped at a store and did some shopping. We both found new shirts to wear out that night, neither of which we ended up wearing. While we were on our way to meet my sister’s friend, Cowgirl, my sister decided that she finally wanted to go get her first tattoo. I was not keen on this idea because I was ready to start drinking and stopping for a tattoo would just take entirely too long.
We met up with Cowgirl and dropped her truck off at the bar that we were going to go to later. We then headed to the tattoo shop. Now, no one bothered to find out that there was a huge college football game going on that night, so parking was a bitch and so was driving around town trying to avoid hitting drunk college students who were wandering aimlessly through the streets like zombies. We made it there though.
We went inside the tattoo shop and there were a bunch of punk-looking college age kids hanging out while one guy was lying on the table getting inked. One of the girls came up and asked my sister if she could help us. My sister told her what she was looking to get and the girl Continue reading