Why I Oughta

Monday, Mar. 21, 2005 - 12:02 a.m.

Here's what else happened on Word Saturday!

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On Saturday when I went with JJ to get her word, I was totally enamoured of the thought of just giving in to an impulse and getting some of my own ink done. I do have a design picked out, but I'm waiting a year to see if I like it at the end of the year. I have six more months to go.

As we were preparing to leave the shop after JJ got her word done, I turned to the artist who did her work and said, "Wouldn't it be funny if you put a bandage on -my- arm, too? My husband would faint."

JJ and Tommy doubled over with laughter.

Let me just say something here. John is a good guy. But in general, he's a guy who prefers to know what's in store for him. He doesn't appreciate weird surprises or too many changes in plans. There's nothing at all wrong with that; it's just the way he is. Frankly, I don't know why fifteen years of living with me hasn't driven him to jump off the planet before now.

Anyway. So I made the suggestion. The artist, James Faggiano, took it and ran with it. He had me step over to the work area, had me sit down, and he smeared some ink around my arm. And before he applied the bandage over no tattoo whatsoever, he went ahead wrote something:

I promised him I'd let him know what happened.

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Here's what happened.

I made my way to downtown San Francisco, and John picked me up and we went to dinner at Denny's in Pacifica. Our waitress was Caryn, yay!

I told him about JJ's tattoo and about the artist and so on and so forth.

Then I pretended to check my arm. I had my jacket on, and I kept looking into my sleeve.

Finally, John said "What's the matter, hon?" -- and I sighed and took off my coat.

When he saw the bandage, John's face fell off. You know the cartoon where the character gets frightened and turns into six little characters and runs in six different directions? -- John did that. All while sitting perfectly still, there in the booth at Denny's.

The poor thing.

So I showed him my arm. And I said "If you're careful, you can go ahead and take the bandage off and have a look." I loosened the tape for him, and he gingerly lifted it up and had a look:

And when he realized he had been had, but GOOD -- he was very relieved.

Note the scarlet countenance as he manages to successfully suppress the urge to scream:

And then he remembered to breathe:

Meanwhile, Caryn came over and put our receipt on the table, and I showed her what I'd done. She thought it was hilarious, and has sworn to do this to her co-workers on the real April Fool's Day.

I apologized to John, and paid for dinner.

Overall, he was a good sport about this, honestly.

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5 of my readers commented on this entry

Elgan - 2005-03-21 07:47:56
Aw, Brin, that was so mean! Now if only I could have thought of something like that! Hahahahahahaha!
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Sheila - 2005-03-21 08:28:18
That was a very good early April Fool's joke. =)
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John - 2005-03-21 14:18:35
"Why I oughta" indeed! Seriously, though, it was a great joke, and now I don't have to worry about what Brin's going to do on April 1st! Right, Brin? You DID say that this counts as my April Fool joke, right? Right? Oh-oh... :)
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Brin - 2005-03-21 19:23:29
Mua ha ha ha ha....
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Requiel - 2005-03-23 11:52:04
Ha! That was awesome Brin!
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