Aileen’s Blog

I picked up this tattoo parlor flyer when the little one and I were at the LGBT Center on Market St. and thought, "If I ever got a tattoo, THAT’s where I’d wanna go!"  Well sure enough, that’s where I went and got tattooed last Friday, with my brother while he was in town visiting!  The studio’s called Dragonfly Ink now, but the same cool lady is still the owner/artist.  The tattoo’s about five inches at its longest part, and about three inches wide at its widest, and it was really fun to get. :-)  And painful, esp. since part of it goes right over my hip bone (YIKES that felt weird), but I’ve felt worse… so now I’m thinking of getting one every winter for a few years, instead of blowing cash and time flying back East.  I liked staying here, I like being able to work through the holidays (hooray for double-time holiday pay!), and I hope that’s cool with my family for a while.  Give me a number of years out here without holiday snow, and perhaps then I’ll WANT to go back and visit, rather than feeling kinda obligated to.

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*ESPECIALLY from 12pm - 1pm (that’s 3pm - 6pm for you East Coasters).  Because dancing is better than re-watching video I took & edited together for this presentation I have to give tonight.  It’s for a class in communicative competence and diversity, and it’s of the little one at his morning public preschool, then at his afternoon childcare at the Center for the Education of the Infant Deaf where he’s being exposed to (and is picking up!) sign language, and then a little snippet of him communicating with me at home.  It was all fun to watch the first maybe 3 times, but I kept having to re-do taping it from the video camera onto VHS because these horizontal lines kept showing up on the tape for some reason… so yeah now I’m sick of it and may never tape him again, and instead we will spend the rest of our days dancing together to old school funk and soul.  When Brian McKnight comes on, we will change the station and laugh.  Because that’s what mothers and sons do.  Oh, I did try (& fail) to tape him the other night when he was seriously getting down, like he was eating and saw me dancing just in my chair (listening to a radio station semi-designed by yours truly at http://music.yahoo.com/launchcast/station.asp?u=1748176285
), and he leapt to his feet, half-a-banana still sticking out of his mouth, and was getting his arms into it and everything.  He brings the party like that.