Tramp stamp

You may remember on my dearly departed Explorer I had my trademark. My sign to other commuters that it was Jaime Mac. My little flair of personality. My tramp stamp, if you will... Alas, it looked like crap - plus I couldn't take it off & put it on the new car, so I had to go with plan B. Get a new one! Woot! I found some stickers at Target but none of them were just right for my tramp stamp. Ya'll know this is big decision. You can't just jump into it lightly. What I did find was a website to look at more options. God bless the internet.

Then B-rad says, "Railing has a vinyl cutter. He could probably make you one." Score! I went web browsing & found just the right hibiscus for me. THEN I saw they could make them purple. Shut.up.

I contacted Railing (he's a friend for the motorcycle gang & a super smart guy...) & told him what I wanted. I emailed him the stolen, er - I mean-borrowed image off their website. Then it was all about color. "What kind of purple do you want?" Then he rattled off like 4 different shades of purple! Oh the purply choices! I said, "I like a mix of light & dark purple. Probably like a royal purple?" But I was worried that the purple would be too dark against the dark tinting of my back window & you may not be able to see it all that well. And that would just defeat the whole purpose!

So this smarty pants guy said, "Well, I can do the flower in purple, then cut another white one in the same shape & layer them?" You.go.boy.

We went to Railings last night for my sticker. The glass had to be cleaned. (Uhm, you didn't think I was gonna do that, did you? I gots people for that...)

Railings a perfectionist & me? -not so much. He was like, 'do you want it here or here or like this or this?' I said, "I want it in the bottom left corner between the edge of the liftgate & my windshield washer." "Go." CUTENESS!

It is a little larger than my other flower because of the white underneath. It looks a little large to me now, but I know I'll get used to it. Eh, go big or go home I always say...

All the vinyl stickery-ness inspired B-rad to sporadically pull the sticker off the back from the place we bought it from. He says, "They're not paying US to advertise for them..." Ok-I see the method...

We went out to eat with Railing & his fiance after the installation at Texas Roadhouse. I wanted to take a pic of me & B-rad. He put his arm around my shoulder & I said, "Don't put your arm on my shoulder. It makes me look all pulled in towards you. Put your arm around my waist." So this is what he did...

Then we settled down & did it the right way.

You may have noticed something different about me? No, it's not my lovely teeth my mother paid a butt load of money to put braces on. My glasses. I'm wearing my glasses & it's not A) After work & I'm home laying around the house in my pj's watching tv or B)Early in the morning & I've just woken up & I'm laying around the house in my pj's watching tv. I had a little accident last week. My right contact was bugging me & I rubbed it. A lot. Because it hurt, duh... Then it really really started hurting. After 4 days of trying off & on to wear my contacts, having it feel like someone was stabbing me with a very large knife & my eye throbbing like it was gonna pop outta my head, I went to the eye doctor. Sadly, all the contact rubbing scratched my cornea. No contacts for me for one week. One very long week. She also gave me some drops to prevent infection.

Let me tell you about my eyes. I am blind. I can't even read the big "e" at the doctors. I can see colors & distorted shapes (you know, if B-rad walked into a room-I could tell another human was in the room...but knowing it was him would be another story...)

You can imagine how easy it is for me to shave my legs in the shower...without being able to see. Oh yea, I've got strips of hair & no hair. The armpits were easy...they're close to my eyes...

Putting on makeup was fun too. I had to have my face 3" from the mirror & try to position my eyeliner pen to get the eyeliner in the right spot, but also to make sure it didn't hit the mirror. It was quite the scene.

Oh! One more pic from dinner. A couple set down in the booth across they aisle from us. This chick had the.longest.nails.eva! I just HAD to share it with you guys. So B-rad & I did covert ops. I said, "B-rad, look at me like I'm taking your pic, but I'm actually gonna zoom in on that chicks nails!" I didn't really get them in all their glory & Railing & B-rad wouldn't let me take another one. Pssssh! I implore you to make the pic bigger. Then look above the little thingie sticking outta the peanut bucket. She's holding a roll. Oh.my.word. I couldn't function with those claws!