Apparently I'm not coping as well as I think I am in the eyes of everyone else, because after a recent Facebook/Twitter update, my mom asked me if I'd been drinking. Granted I sent out a request for someone with a steady hand to draw a fake tattoo on my butt at 10:30 on a Friday night, but in my mind it made perfect sense.
See for yourself:
Could it be
That is a fantastic rendering of your thought process. And I think Noah would appreciate the tat :)
How 'bout "Love U" on one and "Noah" on the other? Is there a place that will print customizable ones? Or there HAS to be some printer paper at the craft store by NOW that will do that.
Kate—I know, right?
Jennie—I actually found tattoo paper you can use with your own inkjet printer.
the internet + parents = danger! danger! my parents overanalyze everything i say on facebook. it's kinda humorous, when it's not draining and ridiculous.
Now that I know there is tattoo paper, I'm fixin' to make myself a whole big thing. My mom is coming to visit - how do we think she'll react?!? Should I make the honey one that says "Marry Me Jennie" for him to put across his back? The possibilities are ENDLESS.
I've got to agree, I love how you showed your thought process :)
Anything people post on Facebook after 10pm on a Friday night should not be taken seriously.
magnolia—my mom thinks she ought to understand every facebook update anyone on her friends list posts, and is confused when she doesn't.
jennie—um, facial tattoo? amiright?
Carolyn—Thank you. In many ways, this was a PSA regarding the dangers of Pinterest.
Anna—Noah used to have a t-shirt that said "Gentlemen don't motor about after midnight" with a vintage car on it and I think there's something to be learned there. "Gentlemen don't post on facebook after 10 p.m." or something.
Love the diagram! Our lives were much simpler before our mothers started following us on social media.
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