Had to drag my ass out of bed at 9 am yesterday, due to my tattoo appointment. I really don't think I would've made it without my lovely gal Jenni, because this time I was even more nervous than the first time (how is that even possible?!). I believe it might have something to do with the nightmare I had the night before, in which my new tattoo failed utterly and completely...but luckily I am not a fortuneteller and that was not a premonition! I LOVE my new tattoo! Though it hurt as hell (and my wrist is still super sore) it was totally worth it!
Now some of you must be wondering what the roman numerals stand for. Well, my first tattoo was dedicated for my mom and dad. This one's for my dog. I always wanted to get a roman numerals tattoo and I think getting the date of the day when my dog entered my life was the perfect way to go. While some might think getting a tattoo for one's pet is the stupidest idea ever, I think being part of my family she definitely deserves one.