My Mom has lost her Ever-Lovin Mind

Once upon a time, when I was a little children about the age of 14, I wanted to get my ears pierced. But I was scared, so my Mom agreed to get her ears pierced again so I wouldn't be so scared. So there we were, having a mother and daughter moment. Mom getting her ears pierced for the second time, and me for the first time. A few years later, I wanted to get my ears pierced again, for the second time. I went to the ear piercing place but they said I had to have a parent present. I was only 17 so I had to go home and drag my Dad back to the mall. He told the lady it was ok and I got my ears pierced again.

Fast forward a few years, when I'm in my mid-twenties and want to get my ears pierced for the 3rd time. I talk to my Mom about it and she very quickly informs me that 3 piercings is trashy. I consider her thoughts, and I get my ears pierced for the 3rd time.

Fast forward again, about 15 years, to present time. My Mom hit 60 and she has started a 'phase' all her own.
So, this is tattoo #5. I asked her if she remembered telling me that 3 earrings was trashy. She does remember it, and she actually says it's still a little trashy! I asked her how many tattoos she has and she told me to shut up.

Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against tattoos. I want one myself, but I can't decide what I want to live with forever. Maybe I should wait until I hit 60, when my skin has mostly settled into where it's going to be. I don't really need to get a rose or something on my shoulder and have it slide down as I get older. Yikes.

Or what if I were to get Alisa's name on me somewhere? It would be just my luck that in 30 years her name would become stretched out and look all goofy.

Maybe my Mom is onto something after all. We all think she's lost her ever lovin mind, but in fact maybe she is showing how smart she really is. Mom's really do know all.

My Mom still wants us to bond over a tattoo. Maybe we will. Someday.

But only when Alisa won't have a coronary.