Some holiday traditions just shouldn't die. My wonderful mamabear made our traditional Easter breakfast for her daughter and one of her adopted daughters this morning and it was delicious. She also surprised me with my very first tea set! This set is absolutely beautiful and I swear, tea just tastes better from this set. I returned back to the house later on in the afternoon with brand new loose tea leaves so we could test it all out. I can imagine this cost an arm and a leg and I'm just so grateful I have parents who have no qualms about buying something for me just because they know I'll love it so much.
Later on in the day, on to tattoo number six. Feeding my addiction one tattoo at a time. I was actually surprised how little this particular placement hurt. Maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe my pain tolerance is getting higher... I personally hope it's the latter, as I feel that will benefit me greatly later on in life. There is a rush and a subsequent happiness that accompanies this whole process and I don't regret a single one.
Later on in the day, on to tattoo number six. Feeding my addiction one tattoo at a time. I was actually surprised how little this particular placement hurt. Maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe my pain tolerance is getting higher... I personally hope it's the latter, as I feel that will benefit me greatly later on in life. There is a rush and a subsequent happiness that accompanies this whole process and I don't regret a single one.
All in all, it was such a wonderful extra-long weekend (this four day weekend thing should really be something that happens once a month) and it has slowly started to rejuvenate my tired, pity-partying mind. Spring has evidently sprung.
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