Time To Hide the Tattoo!

Ah, graduation time for a couple of peeps in our family.

Namely, my bro.  Look out, world!  Here he comes, God help us.

We fly this afternoon and by the time we land and drive to his college town, it will be around 8:00 p.m. Which means most of my family will be in bed (yes, really. They work odd schedules and Gama is 75) so I texted the bro and said he, G and I could meet up for a drink or something.  He texted back, "It's a dry county, remember?"  Oh, yeah.  Not that there's anything wrong with that; this girl didn't have a lick of alcohol in college.

It is going to be a whirlwind trip of events and visiting family this weekend.  I've already packed a series of cute bracelets to wear to hide the ol' tattoo (I never, ever wear bracelets).  G shakes his head and tsk tsks.  He thinks I should wear it loud and proud but my family is just not ready for that I'm just not ready for that.

Cheers to the college grad!

More to come this weekend!