Tattoos and why I don't have one

Mr. Ivey and Mr. Bush have been discussing tattoos on their blogs of late. Showing off new design ideas and telling the histories of ones that are already inked. I find good tattoos fascinating. I like the great stories behind a great tattoo.

My cousin has an amazing collection going down his left arm. He was in the process of having them colored in when he decided he needed to take some trips to Israel to study and minister. He felt it was wrong to ask for sponsorships to help pay for his trips if he was still spending money on his tattoos. So his arm is getting a break from needles being repeatedly shot into it.

Here are my reasons for not getting a tattoo:
5. My parents went ballistic when I got my ears pierced at the age of 21. I was not living at home at the time and was getting married within the year. I can't even imagine the hullabaloo that would happen over a tattoo. Even though I have been married for 22 years, the hullabaloo would still happen.

4. I'm a chicken.

3. I can't afford one.

2. I don't like pain. (Look at Bush's face.)

1. I would never be able to make up my mind on what one to get. I mean it people, they are permanent. And I'm not Angelina Jolie who can afford to get Billy Bob blasted off her arm. I can assure you that Billy Bob would have never been on any body part of mine in the first place, but that is just probably because I wouldn't be able to make up my mind about what font to use! A tattoo artist would be half way complete when I would look up and see a design a like better. That would not be good. Because they are permanent and that means I wouldn't be able to throw it in the floor and reach for another one.

I simply can't take on the stress that looking for the perfect tattoo would mean for me. The search would be ugly for everyone around me. I drive my family batty enough as it is.