I just read one of those "kindred spirit" entries on another blog. Caro at The Caro Zone was saying how she can't seem to get into fashion - hates high heels, is befuddled by accessories, etc. I feel the same way. I like to wear sneakers, can't stand shopping for clothes, and to compound my problems, I gave a bunch of my clothes to Salvation Army when I was pregnant and they looked impossibly tiny. So, I have very little that I can wear - unless I want to put on maternity clothes that will gape in the chest and stomach. And yet, it is very liberating to not have many clothes. I can be the bookish frump I am at heart.

I just finished Beat the Reaper, which wasn't exactly literary, but clever. It's about a doctor who used to be a hit man. And it was written by a dude who went to my college. Yay! Now I've started Run by Ann Patchett. It took me a few pages to get into, but I do like it.

The latest craziness - I was considering getting a tattoo, and I blogged about it, but deleted the post so as not to freak out my mother. I even picked out a small blue butterfly as a design, and thought about putting it on my lower back. Then I read an article about "aftercare," which brought home that a tattoo really is a wound (filled with ink). It takes 2-3 weeks to heal, and you have to wash it and apply lotion several times a day. I remember when I was 20 and thinking of getting a belly button ring, and then I decided against it because I read a (fictional, but still) description of a woman getting one and her navel filling up with blood. I guess I am just not good with pain. I am one of those women who says she is never going back to the delivery room, and (kind of) means it.

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judy in ky said…
You are a wise woman... why put yourself in pain needlessly. I know a girl who got a belly button ring and got an awful infection. It wasn't pretty!
2:16 PM
Anonymous said…
I had a belly ring for years, and I remember almost passing out when the piercing was done. Don't ask me how I survived NCB.

My bro and his wife have lots of tattoos and know a good artist in your area if you change your mind. ;)
2:29 PM
Bearette said…
Thanks for the tip ;)
2:47 PM
Anonymous said…
Speaking of "kindred spirits," I've been heavily contemplating getting a tattoo. I've wanted one for more than 10 years, but the potential pain (and lack of having a design that would be worth it somehow) always kept me away. Lately, the urge is strong. Maybe because I'm rounding 3rd base on my way to age 30?

I also don't have a lot of clothes, but I do like to shop. It's weird. I'm continually reminded of Fight Club where he says that he's on his way to having a respectable wardrobe--I think if I can just have that one shirt or whatever, I'll be complete and I can stop shopping.
9:25 PM
Perplexio said…
I read Beat the Reaper about a year and a half ago. I found it interesting but I'm not too sure about that ending. I thought it was a bit too far-fetched. It really challenged my suspension of disbelief.
9:09 AM
Bearette said…
It really did. It did not rank high on the believability scale.
10:52 AM
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