“And then I woke up with a tattoo.”

That’s the title of the post by Wynne Leon in which she bares her arm with my face on it!

Isn’t she brave? Sleeveless shirt and all! She even wore me to Starbucks! Since my friend who made these tattoos wore hers with me to Starbucks, that felt like a special kind of solidarity.

BTW, when the barista asked for my name, I told her “Birthday Girl.” She sort of smirked/snorted. Smorted? But she went along with it.

Several days after my birthday celebration, I got an email titled, “Sending D to college with a little bit of Betsy on him.”

I was utterly befuddled by this. Apparently some friends who came to the brewery took a tattoo home and gave it to “D.” I mean, why not, right?

And now for something totally unrelated. I posted this picture on Facebook with the words, “Leave it to a boy to turn Candy Land into a military operation.”

A friend responded: I showed this to my six-year-old. Now he wants me to buy him a “G.I. Joe Candy Land.” 😛

That should totally be a thing, fighting diabetes. 🙂

Have a lovely rest of your week, Blog Buddies! And p.s. It’s not too late to get a Betsy tattoo of your very own! 🙂