My mother's 87-year-old roommate wanted to give my mom the gift that keeps on giving for her 65th birthday. So she got her a tattoo. No lie. "Staci," you say, "your mother doesn't seem like the tattoo type." She may not be, but she sure is the 'What the hell?' type. You know the song Staci's Mom Has Got It Going On? Well, she really does. I like that my mom is open to adventure. I went down to the OC tonight to document the birth of said tattoo:
for my mom's Aunt Gretchen
The Why of It

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Oh that is so cool!
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