Last weekend, Ilana, Chloe and I went on a little trip. Through a series of events, we ended up in a little town up North at 8:30 in the morning with nothing to do. After breakfast, Ilana mentioned that she wanted to speak with a tattoo artist she knew who worked across the street. Chloe asked if today was going to be the day that Ilana got her second tattoo, which she has been thinking about and drawing since we've known her. Ilana told us, "No no, I just want to talk to him." About 20 minutes later, it was decided that today was the day. She had been wanting to do it with us there and the timing was right. At that point, Chloe, who had been thinking about getting her tongue pierced for a while now, verbalized this idea. Of course Ilana was all for it, but I told them they were both crazy and that I was definitely not getting anything done. After Chloe's tongue had been successfully pierced, I began to think about whether I should get my earlobes or my cartilage pierced again. After we held Ilana's hand throughout the duration of her tattoo, I settled on a second cartilage piercing. We walked out of the parlor 2 1/2 hours after we walked in and all had a laugh at the strange morning we'd shared. For lunch we ate ice cream.
Pictures:
1st: Chloe nervously contemplates exactly what it would feel like to have a needle through her tongue.
2nd: Ilana bites herself as the fun begins. Don't worry, it'll be over in just 40 easy minutes of being poked with a needle 100 times per second.
3rd: Getting there...
4th: My ear
5th: Survivors