My first big, bold and beautiful tattoo!

beautiful tattoo of rose and clock

I did it!  MY FIRST TATTOO

Big, bold and utterly beautiful … I love it!

What it means to me …

  • The clock represents time … the most beautiful “times” in my life, when my two sons were born
  • There are 4 hands, representing the times my boys were born, 4.32 and 11.40
  • The one red rose represents one family, and “Love”
  • I have my sons names tattooed on each side of the clock {which I Photoshopped out to protect them, as they would hate me broadcasting their names on my blog}

Did it hurt?  Oh yeah, it hurt like hell

Would I do it again?  You betcha

Where’s my husband’s name?  Well, if he ever trades me in for a younger model I don’t want his name on me!  Okay, I will get his name somewhere … soon

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK?

© 2015 CEW

 

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I lied in a job interview

Romantic vampire at beautys neckHave you even been interviewed for a position that you really, REALLY want? And they ask you a question that you know you CAN’T honestly answer or you may be judged – and not get the job? I have.

I was called in for a 2nd interview and this time it was with the CEO of a global company. We discussed my experience and we seemed to be getting along pretty well. I quite liked him and thought we would work great together. He then asked me …

“What do you like to do on weekends? Do you play any sports?”

Was the man blind? I looked down at my “robust” physique then stared him straight in the eye, trying to get the “cocked eyebrow” look but failed dismally, and said “Do I look like I play sports?” I’m not sure he knew what to say to that, so taking pity on him I said “I love to read.” {My body was made for reading more than sports.} I could almost see the relief on his face as he said “What sort of books do you read?”

OH. SHIVERS. I stayed silent for a moment, knowing I couldn’t possibly tell him the truth. What was I supposed to say? “Oh, I like vampire books where the wicked vampire sucks erotically on the poor damsel in distress’ throat, they fall in love, and live happy ever after … after he has his wicked way with her … on numerous occasions – of course.”

I replied slowly … “murder mysteries.” I imagine my voice slowed down and went high pitched at the end; so my response sounded more like a question … “mmmurder mysssteries???” He said “What are you reading at the moment?”   Oh crap, I couldn’t think of one single murder mystery – because I’d never read one in my life! I blabbed something about having a break from murder mysteries and remembered I’d downloaded a book months ago about the plight of the jews after the war, and I’d read the first chapter, so I mentioned this book.

I couldn’t believe what I’d done. I know that in itself it was probably not a huge deal, but at the end of the day, I evaded the truth. And I’m the sort of person that agonises over honesty, character and integrity.

I got the job but felt awful that I couldn’t answer that question and skirted the truth. I needed to make amends, so I did this …

I downloaded my first murder mystery … then I read it! I negated the lie, didn’t I?

Phew, close call.

Ok, ok.   So I will tell him the truth soon!! I promise.

© 2015 CEW

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Does Malta’s monumental erection make the cut?

What erection define’s your country?

As an Australian, we are quite proud that the Sydney Opera House and Harbour Bridge are architectural monuments that represent us worldwide. China has the Great Wall {which I’ve been told can be seen from space}, France has the Eiffel Tower and the USA has the Statue of Liberty. {I bet you thought I was going to say Bill Clinton then, didn’t you? Ummm, when I say erection, I actually mean monuments that have been erected, NOT, well, you know…}

I’ve started my vacation in the Mediterranean island of Malta, which is a small island not far from Sicily and Italy. It’s my heritage and one I quite proudly want to investigate and learn more about. I had heard about a strange looking statue that was erected in the centre of a roundabout and greets visitors just outside the airport.

Statue looks like erectionI mentioned it to our taxi driver, who quite excitedly knew what I was talking about, and suggested I grab my camera ready to take a photo. He said “I keep driving round and round for you to get good photo”. As we neared the roundabout I saw a round-looking head-like statue peaking up above the tree fronds. My first thought was “That can’t be right.” We drove closer and closer and I really couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My dad was sitting in the front seat with the taxi driver talking in Maltese and they were both laughing hysterically. I managed to get an in-focus photo of the “projectile” as we kept driving round and round it.

To this day I can’t really believe what I saw – and what I photographed. But the eye doesn’t lie.

Rising from the earth is a giant erection of, well, it would seem, an erection.  Whatever it is supposed to be, has anyone told the Maltese people that it looks kind of like, well, a you-know-what?

Maybe Sigmund Freud would say Malta has “little” country syndrome. And is trying to make a statement about small things. I really don’t know.

Should Malta be defined by this monument?  You be the judge.

© 2015 CEW