Tattoo

For my birthday my daughter wants to get us matching tattoos.   I am excited about this.   It would be my first.   It will be tough as we like different types of fonts and designs.  I like clean and simple.   She likes curly cues and fonts that I can barely read.  She likes the froo-froo and I like to see exactly what the tattoo is and what it says.  Will let you know if this comes to pass.

Seems like I have been so busy lately and I really don't feel like I do anything.   Exercise 3x a week..  nails done....going through stuff for church sale.  Going to a wedding in Minnesota soon.   Laundry is well, you know...Mount Washmore as they say.

And then there's the mowing.  I know.  But it will probably show up in any post I wrote until it starts to snow.

Gotta go to make popcorn for my husbands dinner.  What?   He just called and asked me to.

The cross of confusion.

My oldest grandson Cain just turned 18 and got a tattoo.  I am fine with that.  But.....it is called the cross of confusion.  It is not a good thing.  He is smart and he had to have known what it meant.  If he is kind of sitting on the fence about believing.....well, that's just not something you get a permanent tattoo of.  I am very saddened by this.  He had it posted on facebook but has since taken it down.  There must be a reason.  He is not someone who will readily talk about anything.  (None of my daughter's kids are.) 
Yesterday at the track meet-as always when I am with Dawn and her family-I feel invisible.  I am sure it is just my perception.  I know the kids always ask mom if Granny is coming.
Let's add a shit-ton of rain and darkness and I am in the depression pit again.  On the bright side....at least I am not in that mental state of feeling blank.
I have sooooo given up on ever having a home.  I am afraid to get rid of all my stuff because I might need to sell it to get money to live-although I realize that I am probably thinking exaggeratedly.  Than there is the true knowledge that I will still be living in a house with holes in the walls and floors and ripped up carpeting and uninsulated windows decorated by all manner of taxidermy.
And yes.....I am aware that this is nothing compared to those who are suffering due to the terrible tragedies that just keep coming.  Innocent people.  So many innocent, good people suffering needlessly.  Why?  What is wrong with people?  So much evil in the world today.  I hate it.  I hate that there is nothing I can do about it but pray.