I kind of want to erase the memory of my last post as quickly as possible, because I hate to indulge in a pity party. It’s hard not to succumb to one every now and then but I refuse to let them take over my life. Please forgive and bear with me. I’m not as frail as I once was but I am still human and I expect this to be a bumpy road. Also, I won’t allow the insensitive things that people say get to me. I believe strongly that a karma boomerang is going to hit the “mensch” who keeps posting mean things in my blog. If you don’t like what I have to say, why do you keep returning? I digress, you’re not worth the time to even mention here.
Last week I met up with a girlfriend who was in a bit of a funk. Always up for a night on the town, I threw on a low-cut tank and a miniskirt and made my way into the city to meet up with her for some dinner and drinks. I had some time to kill before she arrived so I went into one of the sex shops along west 4th Street. The funny thing about walking into one is that you never quite know what to expect. I ducked into a a place called “Birthday Suit” to see what was trendy in the bedroom these days and nearly tried on a corset because the very perky saleswoman was extremely friendly, complimentary, and made me feel comfortable (I also think she wanted the commission on the very sexy but totally-out-of-my-price-range $250 black lace corset). Also, if you have a thing for construction workers and are in the market for a dildo, then this is the place for you! That was my amazing discovery of the day.
My friend and I enjoyed a delicious Middle Eastern dinner and then headed over to Sullivan Hall, a small live music venue, because we were told they would have a decent funk band.
But the funk had already left the building.
What we got instead was a god-awful 80s pop band (think “I’ll Stop the World and Melt with You.” Seriously, every song sounded like that). There was a keytar (which is kind of cool when you think about it), some face paint, and lab coats (the eff???) and after about an hour of trying to dance to bad 80s pop, we decided to leave.
When we first arrived, I was stamped on my right inner wrist with a peace sign and I absolutely LOVE this place for a tattoo. I keep thinking about getting one but I wonder if I’m too old. I’m only 31 and don’t think there’s a cut-off date but this would be my first and I hope this isn’t my idea of a midlife crisis. I am also terrified that my father will give me the whole “you can’t be buried in a Jewish cemetery” spiel which is pretty silly because a) I wasn’t raised Jewish, b) I wouldn’t be buried in one even if I were, and c) his mother had her ears pierced, and isn’t that also a form of body mutilation? I haven’t decided what kind of tattoo to get (though it would most certainly not be a peace sign). I’m terribly afraid of the pain and wonder how high this spot on the body ranks for discomfort. Thoughts/comments/suggestions?



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First of all, I’m so confused by the whole construction worker dildo thing….is it a dildo with biceps?? Is it shaped like a construction worker? Can you go back and take a picture. People who live in the middle of the deep south need to know these things. You know we don’t get any of your cool stuff until about 21 years later.
And I had to quit going into Victoria’s Secret because the sales lady kept wanting to measure my boobs. I think I may be wearing the wrong size bra..but I’ve pulled it off for this long, why can’t she just let it go?
As for the tattoo…when we lost Shepherd last Sept, I got a blue butterfly tattoo on the inside of my wrist and it hurt like a SON OF A BITCH. But it was SOOO worth it. I wanted a tattoo that I could see on a daily basis…as opposed to my others, which are on my back. And if I ever re-join the corporate world, I’ll have to start wearing lots of bracelets, but I got it on my left wrist so that was a possibility. I love, love, LURVE my tattoo and what is an hour’s worth of pain, really? Also? A shot of tequila before you walk in is not a bad idea.
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LMAO!!! I didn’t see biceps, it just looked like a dildo with no discernible construction worker features… the packaging had a barely dressed man wearing a hard hat though. :p i’ll try to take aic next time i’m in that area!
i can’t remember what the statistic is, but there are a lot of us walking around with the wrong bra size, apparently. but who wants their boobs measured in a VS by some tween with a tape measure? not me!
awwwww, i’m sorry to hear about that but that’s a beautiful tribute. only took an hour, huh? not bad. i can deal with that.
You know I just had to immediately read a post with “dildo” in the title! Kudos for walking into a sex shop on your own.
As for the tattoo…yeah, it will hurt, but it really doesn’t take that long. I love Allyson’s…it’s beautiful and a wonderful reminder of her little boy. I like that she put it on her wrist, too, so she could see it daily to remember. My advice would be to just make sure that you really, really like whatever you get…because you will have to look at it every single day. I like my tattoo…I just wish I’d put a little more thought into it because I would have done it differently. Good luck!
Thanks, Shana! Where is your tattoo, and what do you have?
Just do it girl! I have 7, just got my 7th recently and i am 32 and don’t care what people think. The wrist is truly a great spot and i have been considering it for number 8- which i think will be my final tat. My mom cried after my 1st and my family sold my burial spot in the family plot, but whatever. Jews have some crazy rules!
Hey, Beth! Thanks so much for stopping by
LOL, they are a bit on the crazy side… and so many contradictions. Whatevs, neither here nor there… but I’m really considering. EEEEP!
Definitely no cut off date on tattoos. I think you should get one!!! Although I warn you that you will probably become addicted and it won’t be your last. (If you are anything like me anyway.)
Even if the band was bizarre, it sounds like you guys had fun!
I LOVE keytars by the way. I’m such a dork.
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I’ve seen people of all ages get tattoos! I say go for it… you only live once! Think of something that means a lot to you or something that you think goes well with your life or likes or personality. I wish I could offer some suggestions, but tattoos have never really been my cup of tea. I don’t have one, and I don’t see myself ever getting one. I used to work for Harley-Davidson, and every year, we had a tattoo contest, and I remember seeing some pretty amazing works of art, though!
I say go for it! I just got one done a few months ago and I am 34 so I think you are never too old!
I’ve heard the wrist isn’t a spot that hurts…it may feel a little wierd but not too painful.
I hope your troll get the hint and leaves you alone…maybe it is the same troll that keeps rearing it’s ugly head over at my place. I kinda feel sorry for them that they have nothing better to do.
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OK, so I’m 32 and suddenly have had the urge to get my very first tattoo, too!
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Girl, I got my first real tattoo on my 35th birthday. Stop by my blog tomorrow and I will repost the story about it!
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Hi! Dropping by from the Lady Blogger’s Tea Party and sooo glad I did! You have a new follower! Feel free to drop by Destination Unknown!
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Thanks so much for stopping by, Nicole! On my way to check you out now
Ha! I love this! I am thirty nine and have been through a bit of an “OH MY! I AM GETTING OLD!” phase lately but you encourage me
LOL, thanks Noel
Please come again–am going to check out your corner of the web now!
Nice posting on inner tattoo. but we hates the tattoo.
some peoples like to makes the tattoo on his body. but I don’t like this.
Whatever Nice Posting
thanks for posting