Exactly when did I become a grown up anyway?

I have decided that finally, FINALLY, after more then 34 years on this planet that this coming October I am getting my first tattoo. Nobody ever believes I am not already inked up. I do not know why this is so. Anyway, it'll be my 35th birthday. I will at that point in my life have four children, one ex husband, one ex fiancé, and one current hubby. Of the children one has graduated high school, one will be a freshman in high school, on will be on the cusp of middle school and one will be entering kindergarten.

I have been through so many different things in my life, some good and some bad, some of it my fault and some of it not; and all of it relevant to the person I am today and who I will be in the future that I want to finally complete what I have wanted to do since I was sixteen- a tattoo. And I want this tattoo to represent all that is me and y experiences and my loves in this world.

It's not easy picking one, let me tell you with that criteria. But I have six months so I have confidence that I will find the right one that I will love not only today but 40 years from now when I am even more saggy and feeble minded then I already am today.

Wish me Luck!