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I got my first tattoo yesterday. I am very excited since it's something I've been thinking about for a couple of years. I just recently decided what I wanted and it took me several weeks to get the design right. I didn't want a tattoo just for the sake of having one. I'm 45 years old, I've pretty much outgrown that. However, I do feel like the soccer mom demographic is being grossly underserved by the tattoo industry and someone should start a movement to change that. Instead of sticking all those little Jesus fish on the backs of their SUVs, they could have them tramp stamped instead. Or when little Ashley makes head cheerleader the soccer moms could forget about the stickers for their car windows and have little Ashley's cheerleading status tattooed around their bicep instead. I may be on to something. I knew that if I ever got a tattoo it would have to have a significant meaning for me and it would have to be something I drew myself. I just recently found out...

Every day that I don't blow myself up is a divine miracle and someone should report it to the Vatican. Or whatever you do when miracles happen. So I've gotten pretty good at rewiring old lamps, right? I've done several successfully and I'm getting more comfortable with electricity which normally scares me to death. When I finished rewiring my last lamp I even plugged it in barefoot. For all the other ones I made sure I was wearing my tennis shoes with the thick rubber soles while I held the plug with 2 fingers and didn't touch anything else. Now that lamps are old hat I decided I could venture out into other areas, like Christmas lights. I've been working on a landscape lighting project for our yard over the past couple of months. It has taken that long to collect all the thrift store light fixture covers that I need. I first saw this idea on Pinterest when someone pinned this picture from a blog called The Art of Doing Stuff . Pretty darn clever, right? I see ...

I wrote a bunch of stuff about shopping and my new coffeemaker and some other things I got from Amazon, but I decided that no one really cares about all that when we could be talking about body hair instead. Am I right? Here is part, probably the most important part, of my recent Amazon order: It was cheaper on Amazon than at Wal Mart, even with shipping. [via] There is a good reason that I'm sharing my Nair purchase with you. I decided to try it after visiting my mother a few weeks ago. She recently started using it after nearly bleeding half to death from a razor nick in the shower. I don't want to be too gross or anything but old people get varicose veins and if you try to shave over them... Well, you get the idea. I don't have varicose veins but I'm not opposed to trying new products that might make my grooming routine easier. Not that it's a huge chore but still... Actually, I tried Nair back its 'short shorts' days. All it did then was give me a rash....

If yesterday's project was a little too daunting for you, you'll love this one. Let's talk about plastic grocery bags. I'm all about recycling and repurposing...to a point. That point is as long as it isn't too terribly inconvenient for me. For instance if we didn't have curbside recycling, I doubt I could make myself haul my own newspapers to the recycling center on a regular basis. I would feel guilty about tossing them in the trash, but not guilty enough to schlep all the way to the recycling place which is always located in a crappy part of town. I know. I'm selfish and lazy. I will also admit that I use the plastic grocery bags from the store instead of bringing my own reusable bags with me. I really would love to do that but seriously, it's all I can do to remember to bring my debit card with me. I would constantly be forgetting the bags or using them for something else or they would be in the wash when I needed them, etc. I am clearly not mature e...

This post has a little something for everyone. There's a little crafting, a little organizing and a lot of OCD. I am probably an embarrassment to most people with OCD because I am terribly inconsistent. For instance if you stay at my house, which you are welcome to do even if I don't know you very well which would make most OCDers break out in hives, you best not make a huge mistake such as putting a salad fork in the drawer slot that is clearly supposed to be for dinner forks only. For that I will toss you out on your ear. However, I will be glad to wash some of your clothes with ours and all you have to do is pitch your dirty laundry in the general direction of the laundry room. There are bins in there for sorting dirty laundry but my family is incapable of telling the difference between lights and darks so I've learned to flex in that regard and I re-sort everything before washing. This means that there are often piles of dirty laundry on the floor waiting for their turn...