Friday, May 16, 2008

Should Have Known Better


Megan should have known better than to have me be the one to be with her last Thursday. I've been stumped and out of blogging material for nearly a week. She should have known better.

Thursday I had the opportunity to take my darling, aforementioned sister, Meg, down to meet my tattoo lady. Okay, she actually is a permanent makeup artiste. Due to cold sores, Meg has lost some pigment around her lips and really wanted to have them done. Last year I had my eyebrows and liner put on and I have loved it. I initially did it so that I wouldn't look quite so alien-like when I lost my brows and lashes due to Alopecia Areata. And now that they are growing back, I like it even more.

Anywho, Megan needed somebody to drive her home because your eyes can swell and be very painful after the procedure. She had this great idea that we could go down together and then, afterwards, since we didn't have kids and were just having fun hanging out as sisters for the first time in ages, we would go out to lunch and possibly do some shopping. I knew that wouldn't be happening. And as Meg stumbled out of Janette's (tattoo girl) house with ice packs, saline solution, 3 pages of after-care instructions, 12 different types of ointments and a huge package of cotton swabs, she trampled straight through the flower beds and...at that point...I believe she ALSO knew that we weren't going to be shopping or going out to lunch.

Actually, Meg took the whole thing much more bravely than one would expect and, even swollen, I thought she looked fantastic! The liner is gorgeous and her lips are perfect, even if a little too puffy and dark for now (they take a few weeks to get to the color that they will stay).

When she wasn't looking, I took a picture of her during the procedure. Then, for some reason, she sent the photo to me on my phone. She should have known better. Don't you remember that I said I was out of blogging material?

It was so sad because for the entire FOUR hours that we were there, I talked talked talked about Haiti like the crazy Haiti person that I am (and now Janette and her husband are going to adopt from Haiti and help with Haitian Roots!). Meg told Janette, "I want my lips kind of a soft pink-ish brown like the color Perla is wearing." And Janette told her no, that it was not possible. Meg looked a bit downcast that there were really a limited amount of color choices, especially since I assured Meg that she could certainly have the exact color of her heart's desire (that would be Wet n' Wild 666 to you, Nancy).

So I was just like, "blah blah blah...Haiti...blah blah blah...poor kids...blah blah blah...Haiti...blah blah...orphans..." for hours and Meg just kept glancing at me. I don't know if it was the puffiness of the eyes or the pain or the smeared black and red ink all over her face, or the actual fact that her eyes were watering and tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she looked a lot like she was going to cry. By the way her eyebrows crinkled up and raised as she looked at me, I could tell she was worried about how her lips would be turning out. I kept trying to smile at my dear baby sister to reassure her and then just went on "blah blah...Haiti Haiti Haiti..." as Janette worked away. And my poor dear one looked just like a CRACK HO.

But in the above photo, with some of the ink washed off, you can already see that she does look much better (than a crack ho) and that her lips are going to be gorgeous!

15 comments:

Nancy said...

OHh I loved that post, especially you talkinga bout Haiti and Megan crying and looking like a crack ho. It all makes me weep that I am not there with you all.

Now, here is a weird thing, when I first saw that pic . . . and even as I began reading your post, I honestly thought that was a picture of you and I thought, "wow, who knew Shan would like Meg's lips so much that she would run get hers done the very next day!" Weird, cause I never thougth you two looked alike. Plus, I have a picture of Penny that totally reminds me of you when you were a baby. I will maybe post it tomorrow, but mostly I have to avoid my computer because it is upstairs, we have no AC and the temps have been like 95 lately (making it roughly 200 degrees upstairs by the computer).

Perla said...

that is interesting that you think i look just like a crack ho.
oh wait, i read that again. you said i looked like meg. it is funny. in her wedding photos that amy took, i think we look a lot alike.

sorry to hear about the heat. why don't you have ac? just because you usually don't need it up in that secret place where you live? and does this mean that you won't be posting much (nor answering my calls) because you feel too angry because you are hot?

Perla said...

oh yeah, and i want to see a pic of pen that looks like me! i will SO be her favorite when you guys move back closer to home

Jana said...

I should get to know this crack ho Meg now that I've taken over the lives of 2 sistahs. You know, I could have been a sistah - in -law had teenage dreams come true! Crap! Did I just admit that AGAIN!!!!

Jana said...

Funy, I'll admit that and not tell the FBI story.

Nor have I come to terms with talking about Sunday in RS....someday.... it might be TMI for our new friendship.

Perla said...

yes, jana, you ought to get to know megan. we adopt new sisters all the time, so don't worry about the fact that you married the right guy and didn't end up a sister-in-law. :) the fates have not abandoned us. we can still be the 3 sisters that you never had (or in addition to any sisters you have).

what needs to happen to hear these stories? tell me what they are like and i will be sure to share something embarrassing or scandalous about myself so you will feel more comfortable.

Nancy said...

Whatever, she will share something scandalous about one of us -- her sisters, and yes Shan, you know me so so well. I am very angry in this heat. I am almost posted about how heat makes me a bad bad person, but I was too hot, and angry.

P.S. You only call my cell phone since it's a fabulous 5 or whatever, but sometimes I forget to have it on or nearby, so . . .

juli said...

Only a favorite sister can call the other one a Crack Ho. I love it! I think I could only get away with that with 3 out of 5 sisters! (Partly because the other 2 were actual Meth Hoes).
Poor,poor Nancy in the heat. If she had any sense at all they would move to where people are meant to live. We finally got some sense and left Tucson for the high Utah desert that NEVER gets above 85.
Heat like that is from the devil and it makes me horrible to be around as well!

Perla said...

fantastic and also hilarious comment, in a sad way, juli. i'm sorry to hear about your sisters but am glad that you used the word "were". but it still made me laugh.

sarah said...

You two are soooo brave! Looks painful! I had to laugh at your Hait blah blah.. That is neat about your friend now adopting through Haiti. Thank-you for the Yipee's on my blog, I am sure you know how it feels to get such great news, I feel such a huge wieght has been lifted. Oh and at least now I know what a crack ho looks like, 'don't think I've ever seen one.

Lover of Sweets said...

Oh my goodness! I had no idea this was happening! Well, how did it all turn out? I truly hope that she looks better than a crack ho. I can't wait to see old luscious lips!

Mugsy said...

O Shanny...you know what they say, pay back's a ......well lets just say..no fun.

Salty Incisor said...

PULEASE TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE!!!!

Perla said...

What do you mean, Tash? What is happening with all of the madness or what is happening in the photo? In the photo, Meg is waiting for some more numbing cream to seep into her recently tattooed lips while the artist gets ready to take another go on her eyeliner.

Mugsy said...

O ya I really like how you pointed out that I tramped through her flower beds! How sad i swear she cringed. Hee hee