It’s been an interesting couple of weeks around my house lately – Monster goes to a museum for the first time, a couple days later he fractures his collar bone, and I got a tattoo! Crazy combo, huh?
I had to go to The Blanton Museum of Art for a class assignment, and realized that Monster hadn’t been to an art museum yet! Since he loves to paint, I figured he would enjoy going with me – and he did. . . for about 30 minutes. ;) He really liked the modern paintings, and laughed at an ancient greek sculpture while proclaiming: “Ew! His butt!” lol. We both had a lot of fun, and the trip was 10x better because he went with me.
While we were there he also participated in the Missao/Missoes [How to Build Cathedrals] installation by Clido Meireles. It’s a piece with A LOT of pennies on the ground that people move and swirl around. Good times.
He also got to view a piece done by one of my favorite artists, El Anatsui. I have no idea why he posed like he did, but I think it’s hilarious. It was a great day.
Monster, Bobo and my dad were being boys and wrestling/rough housing one night – Monster was jumping from the couch to my dad’s back and then he would roll off onto the floor, except he rolled off and landed on his shoulder *justso* and it fractured his clavicle/collar bone. It was an interesting night. We took him to the hospital and he was giggly instead of in pain as most people would be; but he did hurt if we tried to lift him.
So we didn’t know if maybe he was really hurt, or just playing games. . . but luckily there is x-ray technology, and it clarified that yes, he has a fractured collar bone. I’m guessing that his body was just in shock at first and that’s why he wasn’t in serious pain.
He’s doing fine now, and is quickly learning how to use his body without the use of that one arm. :) Pretty cool, me thinks.
Here he is, hammin’ it up:
I finally went and got a tattoo, much to the disapproval of my parents, and I think it looks great! Mom called it trashy/Dad said “Idiota!” and asked if I was having another rebellious stage. . . no, I’m not. I just wanted a tattoo.
It was done by the awesome Ben T. Fiedler at Resurrection Tattoo (in Austin).
Did it hurt? Yes. It still does, but it’s okay, because I think it looks great.
Here’s the finished photo (it was just finished when this was taken), and if you’d like to see more, head on over to Amanda’s flickr set to get more photos of the event. Thank you, Amanda for documenting it with your amazing skillz.
I’ve also finished my Featherweight Cardigan and the handspun shawl, but I’ll post about them later when I take some photos.
Also, my youngest son, Bobo, is still around! He’s getting bigger by the day, and on his way to the terrible-three stage (my kids are still angels when they’re 2. . . ) :P At least he’s happy when watching the Disney channel!