yeah not so much

Emily thinks she's beating me at blogging, therefore, i'm blogging another blog that bloggers all over the world will read. Or not so much. Maybe just emily.

Second Title:
Tattoos:

Sometimes I see tattoos and I think they are disgusting. Other times, I see them and I believe they are a beautiful piece of artwork. I had a friend that said, because he wasn't an artist, and he couldn't draw, that his body was his canvas. Although, he was talking about his clothing, I think it pertains to this category of tattoos also.

I've been obsessed with the idea of writing...
Words,
Quotes,
Whatever. Just letters. Or symbols.
One time I saw a girl who had a half sleeve of starry night on her arm and i thought it was beautiful, but i'm to chicken to pull that off... It's my favorite picture though.

Hephzibah : Isaiah 62:4 meaning, my delight is in her. I tossed the idea of getting that tattooed across my lower back, which would classify me as having a "tramp Stamp" but i thought it would be funny and ironic... but i'd never put it there...


"Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever"
Psalm 73:25-27..............I'm not sure where that one might go.

Jesus.... just written across my wrist or someplace visible to the world.

I would like, The Valley of Dry Bones - Ezekial 37 1-15 just on me. Because it does something to me everytime i read it. Maybe i'd have it tattooed upsidedown so i could read it.. and no one else, unless they wanted to look funny bending up-side-down.

The list is probably longer. But I think God is beautiful. And his words would be Beautiful on me.