We were at the Tigers game tonight as the no hitter was happening, I never mentioned it, neither did my son or husband, we know better, but someone didn't cuz Anibal Sanchez pitched an unbelievable game tonight, and was robbed of the no hitter with 2 outs to go in the top of the ninth, by no less than Joe Mauer. UGH, but brilliant pitching by Sanchez. FYI for the baseball newbies, NEVER MENTION NO HITTER WHILE A NO HITTER IS HAPPENING!!! I don't buy into jinxes but I buy into this one.
best place to get one is on ur leg it doesn't hurt at all.. if it hurt they r going to deep on the needle.. thats what my tattoo guys says.. lol
OUCH lol
be cautious about getting one on your for the worst place to get one
That is a cute idea. Ive been thinking about getting a tatoo since forever, i just dont know what to get. Maybe a toe ring? Lame!!!
yep yep
ive seen some people do that! it is cool!
i should be getting it sometime in over the next two weeks so atleast they have gave me some kind of time frame lol
i seriously want the redwings logo on me somewhere thinkin
haha AMEN!
Your post brought back memories of me and my little brother Ricky. We were very close, but fought sometimes too, lol. As his big sis I watched over him growing up, and he lived with me twice in his 20's before moving to Phoenix permanently. He moved back to KS again to live with me in the fall of 2007. He came close a couple times, but never married...too headstrong & independent. He lived a wild life, it caught up to him, and he was diagnosed with kidney disease in 2006. By 2007 he needed a care-taker, couldn't drive any more due to eyesight failing, some mobility issues...moved back here from Phoenix so I could take care of him again. He had to be driven for dialysis 3 times a wk, many other DR & care appt's weekly. He was a pain in the butt at first, adjusting to change made him grouchy at times, understandably I suppose.
Once all his meds & dialysis were going well, & we had his routine balanced well...he was much happier. Super Bowl Sunday Feb. 2008 was such a wonderful happy day...we all had so much fun, especially Ricky & I, since we both loved football, the Chiefs, etc.. He looked great, best he had, even looked healthy...so happy. Sadly, within the week he passed away...blood poisoning developed, the dialysis couldn't clean his blood enough from all the toxins. He was 49, Dr's said he should've lived with dialysis another 20 yrs...but something went wrong. "Only God Knows Why". :)
Enjoy every moment Courster...every moment with your brother, even the normal brother-sister 'I hate you' moments, hahaha. I cherish those moments as much as the 'I love you' moments, haha. Thanks for sharing...you triggered wonderful memories of me and my brother from when we were your age, through adulthood. :)