I only got to page 82 this week, pathetic I know. Please forgive me like I said I am having some crazy stuff going on right now. I promise after the move is over I will get back to work.
The next thing that I am going to share is the exciting thing that I added to my body this last week. I got an amazing tattoo on Sunday night. It is a baseball. With two crossed bats behind it. I love it. I am a bit of an impulse person on occasion, but this impulse turned out to be fabulous. Joe and I went to the gym like we do every Sunday evening. While on the treadmill I told him I wanted to see if the tattoo parlor down from our house had any cool baseball designs. I have done this in the past but never pulled the plug on getting one. While we were in there the artist drew mine up for me. I fell in love with it. The only difference between the one that he drew for me and the one I got was the Colorado Rockies symbol on the ball. I loved the CR for the Rockies but Joe talked me out of getting it put on there. Telling me that when and if Brice starts playing I should get a little Hammer put in the ball.
I got the tattoo on the back of my right lower calf. I was going to get it on my ankle but didn’t want to be the typical girl that gets one there.
If anyone questioned my crazy obsession with the sport before they better not any more. The tattoo didn’t hurt that bad but it will be there the rest of my life, just like my love for the sport.
"I hated to bat against Drysdale. After he hit you he'd come around, look at the bruise on your arm and say, 'Do you want me to sign it?" ~ Mickey Mantle
