To Paint A Picture...

I'm going to paint a visual of my morning.... it's just too funny not to share...

We left the house this morning to go out for breakfast. I need a decent cup of coffee so the first stop is Starbucks. Charles decides he's starving so he wants something... Elizabeth wants something, etc...

So - then we decide to go to Waffle House, the truck stop diner of the south. Here we are, the four of us, walking in to Waffle House. Charles with his Grande Chai Latte, me with my Venti mild w/cream, Elizabeth w/ her tall chocolate milk, and Caroline with her very own tall soy milk.

Our waitress - white butch "woman", bleach blonde butchie hair w/ black roots (on purpose). She's as sweet as can be, but... She comes up to Elizabeth and says "Do you want to see something really neat?" Before I know it, she pulls up her sleeve to reveal her tattoo... The tattoo takes up her entire forearm. It's the purple teletubie, Tinki Winky (the gay one) with the name TINKY written in cursive underneath, and the entire picture is surrounded by a very spikie tribal band that is filled in with the rainbow colors. I look over and see Caroline who is wide-eyed, sipping on her soy milk, and Elizabeth who is just as wide-eyed, but has her shirt pulled up and is busy breastfeeding her doll. I just start giggling. It was one of those outerbody experiences, you know?

As we were getting in to the car I told Charles "Just so you know, that was a scary tattoo."