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labelleizzy: (sun)
Monday, September 16th, 2019 04:42 pm
i have a new tattoo! First stage of my baby sea turtle was completed yesterday, and it's really a good one. [profile] jopie_lee made it so this stage is cool to wear and doesn't feel unfinished, but we'll come back to it in a month or so and work on the rest of the details.

i also had a pretty profound endorphins crash. [personal profile] wrenb called it a serotonin crash, she'd know better than i would.

she theorized that after the pain endurance of the tattoo and because I recognized at the time that I was definitely surfing the endorphin rush! that i was likely to crash today, so she checked in.

when i told her i was drinking yesterday's cold tea, she asked did i *want to* and I said "eh, it's easier"

she told the polycule that "whenever Liz or I aren't bothered or don't have the energy to make tea, something's wrong!" which, LOL, called out. But also not incorrect!

so she came over and took care of me, and it was LOVELY. she made all the decisions and just moved through the house like a mother of hobbits, helping and asking and doing and fixing things up "what else do you need to do to feel better" she asks after helping me clear all the surfaces in the livingroom/kitchen. so we (mostly she) folded and put away the laundry piles in the bedroom.

and [personal profile] wrenb found some clothes that were on the way to being rags and said, "do you really need to keep these?" and it was a good question to ask, because No, I don't need to keep ragged clothes, I can actually throw them away, it's totally fine, I have three other pairs of shorts and i don't actually know how many sports bras I have now... and it was GOOD.

All I have to do is finish clearing the bed off before bedtime. I fed myself lunch (potstickers in broth) after she left and it made it a little bit easier to think a little bit more, I'm gonna eat some fruit probably in just a bit and try to get a bit more housework under control.

*slurp* mmmm tea.

my friend Adi asked me why did I need to cover up the old piece. and that was also a good question to ask. I've given various reasons to other people, but to her I said, I got the old one when i was with my ex husband, and I need a new touchstone now. I like that. It has the added benefit of being honest and true without being something I thought too much about.

I don't know how i made it through literal years of thinking about and planning this tattoo without telling Jeff that I had elemental associations for all that big ones I've had planned. the one in the userpic above? the Sun. This one? a water turtle, ahead of my 50th birthday. Next one planned is a crow, mid-flight coming in to snatch a shiny thing. Probably gonna do that one for my 52nd birthday.

Earth, I've not decided yet. I've thought about a crescent moon on the back of my neck. not 100% sure about that.

I Contain Multitudes. =)))

and sometimes you just gotta shed some skin to make the change happen.
labelleizzy: (Default)
Sunday, September 15th, 2019 12:39 am
(not much secret, I just posted a giant hint to InstaBook...)

I'm getting my cover-up tattoo tomorrow! Less than twelve hours away!

I don't know how much of it we can get done... But I've been following [profile] jopie_lee for awhile on Instagram and have confidence that we can make this good. She SQUEEEEEEEEE when I showed her the reference photos, so I'm pretty excited.
labelleizzy: (bunny writer)
Tuesday, August 5th, 2014 11:53 am
Smoky candle wick
Relit by match through the smoke
Magical science!
Silver sooty snuffer burns;
Pain and blisters as I learn.

Around the campfire
Dreaming, mesmerized by flames:
Red, gold, blue, orange.
Flash! Roar! Swoosh! Whiskey on coals!
“You guys actually DRINK that?”

Many fires go out.
Dad dies. Grief drags us all down.
Under the rain and fog
Slog through the mud seeking joy
In Library, Students, Books.

Candleflame, cauldron.
Friends in darkness, points of light
Sometimes belonging
Ritual, dance, myself, words...
The sun comes out, the rain stops.

A phoenix, reborn:
Passion flames as strength returns.
Tattoo needles burn,
Fighter’s heart burns fear for fuel
Crucible of warriors.


This is my Week 15 entry for [livejournal.com profile] therealljidol. This week's prompt was "A terrible beauty has been born."
The link to the poll is HERE if you would be willing to vote for me, thank you.
Please follow the elegant and finely-crafted link HERE to read the excellent work of my colleagues in this endeavor.